Chapter 268. You Fight Dirty

My hand froze midway to the desk phone and I stared at her.

Finally, I crossed my fingers. “Is this how you plan to help me, Ms Demadov? Do you seriously think this is the first time I have heard that piece of advice?” I bit off coldly.

But that did not deter the woman. Instead, she leaned in. “I know you’ve heard it, and I also know if you heeded, you wouldn't need me now.” 

She leaned back then and scoffed affectionately like I was such a dumb child. 

“You have more business awards than men twice your age, and you’re going to watch all that crumble? I spent time with your portfolio and I cannot tell you how impressed I was.”

“That’s in the past,” I waved it off, not at all moved by this flattery when she was almost condescending, right in my face.

“I’m not suggesting what to do in your personal life, but in places where people can see, we need to rewrite the script. There’s no reason you should both be living together, vacationing together, c