Fortunately, the brick structure on the wall turned out to be quite handy, there were wide gaps between the stones and claws easily entered the holes. True, the rain, wetting the wall, made it very slippery, so the sandals had to be removed. But Lana didn't want to leave them in that dressing room, she had to take them off and hold the straps by the teeth.
The descent seemed to Lane to be too complicated, the laying ended somewhere in the middle, and then there was a smooth wall. But right above her window, there was a small balcony and a bas-relief just below it. Therefore, tying a skirt on the knot, Lana transformed claws and began to climb up.
The climb took about fifteen minutes. All this time, Lana was going through the thousands of ways to implement the tank in her plans of in her mind.
Lana finally caught on the fence on the balcony and rolled over, trying to catch her breath. It was dark in the windows overlooking it. Luckily nobody in there in she could slip back in the building unnoticed.
But the new question arrise. What about her look? Tried to right her cloth a little. The dress was all drenched and torn in several places, and Lana herself probably looked as if she had gotten out of the gutter. But there was no choice. Straightening her hair and putting on her sandals again, Lana walked to the balcony door. The knob turned easily, and the door opened. Luck was on her side here too.
"I see you haven't changed at all, Ru. Always knew how to have fun to the fullest!
Lana heard a low male voice right above her ear. A silent shadow hung over her, and before Lana could even squeak, she was forcefully pushed into a dark room, locking the door behind.
***
The general took Greg to the far corner of the hall. Greg was already on edge, he did not want to leave Lana alone, especially with this woman. No matter how physically strong Lana was, but her heart was soft, and Angela could tell her anything, offend, upset. From the thoughts, he was distracted by the voice of Mr. Leib.
"Gregory, first I would like to tell you a few words. Just listen and don't interrupt. Take this as advice from your old business partner. I have seen a lot and know a lot, so I want you to think before you make a serious decision. Your Ruslana is really a beautiful woman, but beauty is fleeting. Angela can sometimes be too harsh, but her ambitions, purposefulness, and the innate strength of a leader speak for her. Knowing what it is, I am also a man, and we tend to feel a desire to protect, to help a weak woman, especially such a beauty. But a stray kitten can never become a tigress. And you need s strong woman by your side."
Out of respect, Greg listened to the general until the end, but with each new word the irritation kept growing.
"Mr. Leib, I have already asked you to leave this topic more than once," - Greg began, not concealing his indignation. But the manager who approached them did not let him continue.
"Mr. Wells? Mr. Winterbourne asked me to tell you that he is waiting in the small living room on the third floor. He sent me to see you there."
Greg was a little confused by this news. He really raised all his connections to arrange a meeting. But no specific agreements were made.
" I beg your pardon. First I need to find my girlfriend, she is waiting for me." - Greg said, intending to go in search of Lana. But the manager stopped him.
"Mr. Wells, I am very sorry, but Mr. Winterbourne doesn't have much free time. After half an hour, the official opening of the ball will begin, in which he participates, and later he already has a number of meetings. As soon as I accompany you to the room, I will immediately see to it that your couple joins you as soon as possible. Do not worry."
" Gregory, relax. Your Ruslana with Angela. My girl will look after her." - The general immediately intervened. He apparently decided to sit down at this opportunity, so without hesitation grabbed Greg's shoulders and dragged him to the side where the manager was pointing. Greg, though he allowed himself to be led away, turned around a couple of times, looking for Lana in the crowd. A strange feeling of anxiety still did not leave him.
The small living room turned out to be a spacious room with a luxurious interior. A young man was sitting on a small sofa near the window. As Greg and the general entered, he slightly raised and indicated the armchair opposite of him.
Greg immediately appreciated the infamous Mr. Winterbourne Jr. A tall blond man with short smoothly laid hair and a tenacious gaze of almost yellow eyes. He was definitely very handsome and had a quite impressive, muscular figure that was not concealed by his expensive suit at all. It seemed that there was no flaw at all in him, so perfect was his image.
Next to him was a middle-aged man with a tray; must be a servant. Also in the room gathered about five more bodyguards. For such a person it was entirely expected, but Greg frowned a little internally. The picture was too much like an audience with the king.
"Mr. Wells, I heard a lot about you," - the young man began. Greg flinched a bit, meeting the sharp gaze of his host. His eyes were absolutely cold, but something in them agitated Greg.
" I am flattered, that you know about our corporation. In this case, I do not see the point of further introduction. I heard that you do not have much free time, so if you do not mind, we can go straight to the point." - Said Greg, but Mr. Winterbourne's gesture did not give him a chance to continue.
" I am aware of all your suggestions. Do not underestimate the Winter Corp. But before making a decision, I would like to know more about you personally. The nature of the CEO often directly affects the success of a project."
The young man leaned back on the couch and began to frankly examine Greg. And the air around seemed to thicken. Greg got goosebumps, but it was not so easy to crush him in this game.
"Be my guest," - Gregory shrugged lightly, responding to the interlocutor's gaze with the same scrutiny.
"I didn't expect to see General Leib at our meeting, but it's even better," - Winterborn began with the completely unexpected topic. The general shook, raising his eyebrows in surprise. In the meantime, the man continued, - "I heard that you both are connected not only as a partners in business, is that right?"
Greg frowned, again this topic. Why everyone so interested in his personal life? He was ready to answer but the general hurried to join the conversation.
"If you are hinting at my wonderful daughter, then that's right. She has been working side by side with Gregory for a long time and supports him in everything. I share your opinion. Besides, I love my daughter very much. Therefore, I hope you understand how much confidence I have in him, trusting my only child in his care. I hope this is a sufficient indicator of his character." - Mr. Leib answered vaguely. And apparently, his words were addressed not only to Winterbourne but also sounded like a threat to Greg. He mentally grinned. Again, these under the carpet games. When the general will understand that Greg will not hide behind his authority even for the conclusion of the billionth transaction.
The blond man, meanwhile, turned his eyes from the general, who was swelling from importance to Greg. In his facial expression, nothing has changed, but the atmosphere in the room has become noticeably colder. Greg finally decided to finalize his option.
" Miss Leib is definitely a valuable employee of our company. As, however, many others. My initial goal was to collect a lot of talented people from different fields to put ambitious projects into life. But I want to note, I do not show favoritism to anyone. As for my personality traits, my girlfriend will most likely answer you this question. She knows me better than anyone. By the way, one of your people promised me to bring her, but enough time has passed. I'm starting to worry," - Greg said forcefully, never taking a direct look from Winterbourne. For some reason, it seemed to him that some kind of respect flashed in the man's eyes.
"I think you should not worry, my people are exclusively reliable in their work. They will probably be here soon, " - said the fair-haired guy. As if in confirmation of his words, the door swung open. On the threshold paused s girl in a dramatic pose, as if specifically allowing everyone to admire her.
"Gregory, daddy! I hope I did not miss anything?" - Angela sang in an oily tone, and with a model walk, entering the living room.
Fortunately, the brick structure on the wall turned out to be quite handy, there were wide gaps between the stones and claws easily entered the holes. True, the rain, wetting the wall, made it very slippery, so the sandals had to be removed. But Lana didn't want to leave them in that dressing room, she had to take them off and hold the straps by the teeth.
The descent seemed to Lane to be too complicated, the laying ended somewhere in the middle, and then there was a smooth wall. But right above her window, there was a small balcony and a bas-relief just below it. Therefore, tying a skirt on the knot, Lana transformed claws and began to climb up.
The climb took about fifteen minutes. All this time, Lana was going through the thousands of ways to implement the tank in her plans of in her mind.
Lana finally caught on the fence on the balcony and rolled over, trying to catch her breath. It was dark in the windows overlooking it. Luckily nobody in there in she could slip back in the building unnoticed.
But the new question arrise. What about her look? Tried to right her cloth a little. The dress was all drenched and torn in several places, and Lana herself probably looked as if she had gotten out of the gutter. But there was no choice. Straightening her hair and putting on her sandals again, Lana walked to the balcony door. The knob turned easily, and the door opened. Luck was on her side here too.
"I see you haven't changed at all, Ru. Always knew how to have fun to the fullest!
Lana heard a low male voice right above her ear. A silent shadow hung over her, and before Lana could even squeak, she was forcefully pushed into a dark room, locking the door behind.
***
The general took Greg to the far corner of the hall. Greg was already on edge, he did not want to leave Lana alone, especially with this woman. No matter how physically strong Lana was, but her heart was soft, and Angela could tell her anything, offend, upset. From the thoughts, he was distracted by the voice of Mr. Leib.
"Gregory, first I would like to tell you a few words. Just listen and don't interrupt. Take this as advice from your old business partner. I have seen a lot and know a lot, so I want you to think before you make a serious decision. Your Ruslana is really a beautiful woman, but beauty is fleeting. Angela can sometimes be too harsh, but her ambitions, purposefulness, and the innate strength of a leader speak for her. Knowing what it is, I am also a man, and we tend to feel a desire to protect, to help a weak woman, especially such a beauty. But a stray kitten can never become a tigress. And you need s strong woman by your side."
Out of respect, Greg listened to the general until the end, but with each new word the irritation kept growing.
"Mr. Leib, I have already asked you to leave this topic more than once," - Greg began, not concealing his indignation. But the manager who approached them did not let him continue.
"Mr. Wells? Mr. Winterbourne asked me to tell you that he is waiting in the small living room on the third floor. He sent me to see you there."
Greg was a little confused by this news. He really raised all his connections to arrange a meeting. But no specific agreements were made.
" I beg your pardon. First I need to find my girlfriend, she is waiting for me." - Greg said, intending to go in search of Lana. But the manager stopped him.
"Mr. Wells, I am very sorry, but Mr. Winterbourne doesn't have much free time. After half an hour, the official opening of the ball will begin, in which he participates, and later he already has a number of meetings. As soon as I accompany you to the room, I will immediately see to it that your couple joins you as soon as possible. Do not worry."
" Gregory, relax. Your Ruslana with Angela. My girl will look after her." - The general immediately intervened. He apparently decided to sit down at this opportunity, so without hesitation grabbed Greg's shoulders and dragged him to the side where the manager was pointing. Greg, though he allowed himself to be led away, turned around a couple of times, looking for Lana in the crowd. A strange feeling of anxiety still did not leave him.
The small living room turned out to be a spacious room with a luxurious interior. A young man was sitting on a small sofa near the window. As Greg and the general entered, he slightly raised and indicated the armchair opposite of him.
Greg immediately appreciated the infamous Mr. Winterbourne Jr. A tall blond man with short smoothly laid hair and a tenacious gaze of almost yellow eyes. He was definitely very handsome and had a quite impressive, muscular figure that was not concealed by his expensive suit at all. It seemed that there was no flaw at all in him, so perfect was his image.
Next to him was a middle-aged man with a tray; must be a servant. Also in the room gathered about five more bodyguards. For such a person it was entirely expected, but Greg frowned a little internally. The picture was too much like an audience with the king.
"Mr. Wells, I heard a lot about you," - the young man began. Greg flinched a bit, meeting the sharp gaze of his host. His eyes were absolutely cold, but something in them agitated Greg.
" I am flattered, that you know about our corporation. In this case, I do not see the point of further introduction. I heard that you do not have much free time, so if you do not mind, we can go straight to the point." - Said Greg, but Mr. Winterbourne's gesture did not give him a chance to continue.
" I am aware of all your suggestions. Do not underestimate the Winter Corp. But before making a decision, I would like to know more about you personally. The nature of the CEO often directly affects the success of a project."
The young man leaned back on the couch and began to frankly examine Greg. And the air around seemed to thicken. Greg got goosebumps, but it was not so easy to crush him in this game.
"Be my guest," - Gregory shrugged lightly, responding to the interlocutor's gaze with the same scrutiny.
"I didn't expect to see General Leib at our meeting, but it's even better," - Winterborn began with the completely unexpected topic. The general shook, raising his eyebrows in surprise. In the meantime, the man continued, - "I heard that you both are connected not only as a partners in business, is that right?"
Greg frowned, again this topic. Why everyone so interested in his personal life? He was ready to answer but the general hurried to join the conversation.
"If you are hinting at my wonderful daughter, then that's right. She has been working side by side with Gregory for a long time and supports him in everything. I share your opinion. Besides, I love my daughter very much. Therefore, I hope you understand how much confidence I have in him, trusting my only child in his care. I hope this is a sufficient indicator of his character." - Mr. Leib answered vaguely. And apparently, his words were addressed not only to Winterbourne but also sounded like a threat to Greg. He mentally grinned. Again, these under the carpet games. When the general will understand that Greg will not hide behind his authority even for the conclusion of the billionth transaction.
The blond man, meanwhile, turned his eyes from the general, who was swelling from importance to Greg. In his facial expression, nothing has changed, but the atmosphere in the room has become noticeably colder. Greg finally decided to finalize his option.
" Miss Leib is definitely a valuable employee of our company. As, however, many others. My initial goal was to collect a lot of talented people from different fields to put ambitious projects into life. But I want to note, I do not show favoritism to anyone. As for my personality traits, my girlfriend will most likely answer you this question. She knows me better than anyone. By the way, one of your people promised me to bring her, but enough time has passed. I'm starting to worry," - Greg said forcefully, never taking a direct look from Winterbourne. For some reason, it seemed to him that some kind of respect flashed in the man's eyes.
"I think you should not worry, my people are exclusively reliable in their work. They will probably be here soon, " - said the fair-haired guy. As if in confirmation of his words, the door swung open. On the threshold paused s girl in a dramatic pose, as if specifically allowing everyone to admire her.
"Gregory, daddy! I hope I did not miss anything?" - Angela sang in an oily tone, and with a model walk, entering the living room.
