Bab 311: Chapter 160: Betting Agreement_4

Helen Blair thanked them for their concern, "Don't worry about me, I will do my best."

Their sympathy seemed to outweigh their belief in her.

Helen didn't mind. As long as she didn't prove her capabilities, it was impossible to gain their acknowledgment.

At this moment, her phone rang. The caller was Oliver Hoffman. Without a moment's hesitation, she hung up on him. She must not give an opportunist any chance, maintaining the balance between them was enough!

Elsewhere, Oliver sat in his president's office, looking at the phone in his hand with a smirk.

He tossed his phone onto the desk, swiveled his chair around to face the floor-to-ceiling crystal windows behind, overlooking the bustling and solemn view of Bayspring.

A golden glow shone on him through the glass window, his handsome face seemed to glitter slightly under the light. He narrowed his eyes slightly; his mouth curved into a pleasing arc.

Things seemed to be getting more interesting...

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