He curled his lips into a smirk. "So, who is our darling Bonnie targeting this time?"
Without lifting her eyes, Bonnie replied coolly, "A bitch who needs tearing down."
"Need a hand?"
She didn't even glance at him. "Do I look like the kind of woman who needs a man to rip someone apart?"
Derek let out a low chuckle, leaned in close, and gazed at her features. "Use me anyway," he said softly.
Bonnie: "..."
He smiled at her. "I'm actually quite useful."
Bonnie: "..."
…
At GrandVision Entertainment, Frank Brown sipped his tea slowly, eyes falling on the proposal on the desk, his demeanor calm and leisurely.
Sabina walked in, wearing a pale, elegant long dress. Her hair was loosely pinned up, her voice melodious. "Mr. Brown, you wanted to see me?"
Frank nodded when he saw her, set down his cup, and gestured for her to sit.
"Sabina, you've just joined our company. I hope you're settling in well?"
She smiled. "No problems at all."
