An Unexpected Encounter with Joy

Lena curled her lips, a gesture that made her look particularly alluring.

"I used to think Ms. Miller was truly virtuous, but it turns out your so-called virtue is just a cover-up. Trying to catch a big fish, are we? Not interested in small fry?" Her tone was dripping with disdain.

"Madam Hansen, what do you mean by that? Have I offended you in some way to warrant such disrespectful remarks?" I played dumb, but since she had laid her cards on the table, there was no need for me to avoid the confrontation.

"Ha... You call that disrespectful?" She sneered coldly. "In business, if you can do it, then do it. But don't go around looking for backers while pretending to be so high and mighty. Behind the scenes, you're just fawning over men."

"Oh?" I responded, meeting Lena Carter's gaze without backing down. After all, I had already offended her, and there was no way around it. There was no need to seek reconciliation.