I lowered my gaze and did not reply to Nibel immediately.
“The light’s green.”
At his reminder, I started the car once again.
I could see the faint upturned corners of Nibel’s mouth through the corners of my eyes.
“You worry that you might become a tool for me against President Grant, yes?” Nibel immediately gave voice to my thoughts.
He told me at the very beginning that he wanted to defeat Theo, yet it looked like he had changed his mind now all of a sudden. I suspected the sincerity of his partnership.
I did not respond, but Nibel obviously took my silence as acquiescence. His smile deepened. "My motive at present isn’t to fight against President Grant but to gain a place in Hatton with Golden-O. I have my ambitions, and this project is my best opportunity, so, of course, I have to grasp it with my own hands.”
What Nibel said made sense, and I failed to find an excuse to refute him.
"Can you guarantee that your decisions won’t bring harm to Grant Corporation’s interests?"
"Of course. Now that I’m in a partnership with Grant Corporation, I’ll also be dragged through the mud if anything were to happen to it too, no?” Nibel replied.
My hands on the steering wheel tightened slightly. After a while, I nodded. "Okay, I’ll agree with you. I’m happy as long as you can help Theo.”
Nibel snapped his fingers as he expressed his joy at the moment. "Excellent. I await good news from you, Miss Wanda."
"You seem confident."
"I don’t think President Grant has a reason to refuse you if you were to persuade him. I think it’s a win-win situation even."
Nibel's words were firm, but I was confused.
I wondered if it was wrong or right for me to agree with him.
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