"..." Renee felt that there was a trap here and didn't respond.
Olivia Lewis impatiently glanced at her, "If you don't understand, kindly go back and review the contract before pretending, alright? You're holding me up, not letting me leave, and I seriously suspect you want to waste my time and prevent me from treating my wound, wishing for my face to be scarred... President Anderson, you wouldn't be so malicious as to want your company's artist to be disfigured, would you?"
The last three words were dripping with sarcasm.
Renee suddenly met the bright eyes of the woman in front of her, feeling as if she was being seen right through.
She indeed wanted to buy time and see if she could escalate things, using Lena to ruin Olivia Lewis.
She hadn't expected Olivia Lewis to be so confident, completely disregarding her position as President, strongly countering every move, and ultimately leaving her feeling very embarrassed.
"Alright, I'm leaving. Good dogs don't block the path!"
