CHAPTER 412: CHAPTER 412: MORON

Alisa squinted her eyes, and Shaun Jones continued, "And now, Miss Alisa hasn’t completely taken over The Tell Group. Your words don’t hold decisive power at The Tell Group. Since Miss Alisa isn’t keen on discussing this business with the Hawthorne Group, I’m sure others at The Tell Group would be interested."

Alisa fell silent.

She was the heiress of The Tell Consortium, but it wasn’t hers yet. Even if it was, she wouldn’t have the final say alone.

The Tell Consortium currently wanted to sell the land to Julian Hawthorne because they knew he bought it to build a factory, rumored to be a new energy development plant.

Everyone knew his wife was an amazing scientific genius, having recently created a global sensation with holographics, and now moving on to new energy development, which might shake up the energy market in the future.

So, selling the land to Julian Hawthorne could secure goodwill, and by then, they might get a head start in new energy by cooperating with Julian Hawthorne.

They hadn’t even thought about selling the land for a high price.

And when Alisa took over the matter, everyone felt reassured.

But if the shareholders found out Alisa messed it up and offended the Hawthorne Group, Alisa’s position at Tell would become challenging.

Alisa gritted her teeth, "President Hawthorne, you needn’t consult with others at Tell. I have full authority over this land. If you want it, I can sell it to you now, but I have a small request. I wonder if President Hawthorne would be willing to fulfill it."

Shaun Jones spoke for Julian Hawthorne, "As long as Miss Alisa’s request isn’t excessive, our Hawthorne Group is willing to consider it."

"It’s just a personal, small request, President Hawthorne. I hope you can personally respond to me."

"You can get lost," Julian Hawthorne said coldly, seeming to have lost even the interest in talking with Alisa.

Alisa had never been treated like this by a man before; she almost wanted to dig into Julian Hawthorne’s head to see what he was thinking.

"President Hawthorne, I only want you to agree to let me be your woman for a month, and I will keep it a secret, not letting Miss Sterling know. How about it, President Hawthorne?"

Both getting the land and having a secret liaison, she couldn’t believe Julian Hawthorne would still refuse.

As long as she got a chance to get close to Julian Hawthorne, she was confident she could win him over.

Thinking about how cold and harsh Julian Hawthorne was towards her today, yet in the future, he would be kneeling at her feet begging her to love him, Alisa felt ecstatic.

Shaun Jones was dumbfounded. Alisa had been rejected to this extent, yet she refused to give up. The heiress of The Tell Group, why degrade herself like this?

It’s not like she couldn’t live without a man.

Noticing Julian Hawthorne getting increasingly impatient, Shaun Jones quickly said, "Miss Alisa, let me escort you out."

Alisa stared at Julian Hawthorne for a long time, finally realizing that even if she offered herself for free, he wouldn’t be interested.

She got up angrily, "Julian Hawthorne, one day you’ll regret what you did today!"

With that, she stormed out of the Hawthorne Group, and Shaun Jones had a junior assistant follow her to ensure she left.

In the elevator, the junior assistant kept his distance from Alisa.

President Hawthorne said this woman was very unattractive. Though he felt that might not be right, President Hawthorne had such high standards, always going for women like God Sterling. So if President Hawthorne said she was unattractive, she must be. He couldn’t let his twisted aesthetic develop further, so he kept telling himself that this woman was very unattractive, very unattractive...

But just then, Alisa, having been hit hard by Julian Hawthorne, desperately needed affirmation of her charm. She flashed a seductive smile at the junior assistant, alluringly approaching him, "Do you find me beautiful?"

Even brushing against him.

The junior assistant was in utter despair, constantly brainwashing himself: she’s an unattractive woman, unattractive, unattractive to the point of making one want to vomit...

Thinking about it, he really did feel like vomiting, and he couldn’t hold back, giving a dry heave.

Alisa instantly backed away, her face twisted in extreme anger, her eyes almost murderous.

The junior assistant swallowed hard, and seeing Alisa’s twisted face, he realized he didn’t need to brainwash himself anymore; he genuinely found Alisa unattractive now.

He quickly said, "Sorry, Miss Alisa, I ate too much this morning and upset my stomach."

Alisa said nothing more, just stood there coldly, silently gazing at her reflection in the elevator walls.

Clearly, she was so beautiful. How could she be unattractive?

At this moment, the elevator reached the seventeenth floor, and Paige Sterling and her secretary walked in.

The junior assistant eagerly greeted, "Hello, President Sterling!"

President Sterling?

Alisa’s gaze fixed on Paige Sterling.

Paige was wearing a white coat, her hands in its pockets, her hair a bit short, her features strikingly bright, yet she exuded an imposing presence.

The kind of person who, even with a bare face, appeared stunningly radiant, making it impossible to ignore.

She’d only seen a casual photo of Paige online before, and hearing that Paige was into research, she preconceived that Paige was a stern woman. Such a woman, even if slightly good-looking, would be boring.

But now, seeing Paige in person, she was suddenly taken aback.

Paige was nothing like she’d imagined. Instead, even with a cold face, she stood out magnificently.

Her self-assumed confidence, faced with Paige, seemed utterly laughable.

As Julian Hawthorne said, he was God Sterling’s man.

And God Sterling had good looks, family background, talent, and status with global recognition...

This woman wasn’t inferior to Alisa at all; in fact, she was someone Alisa couldn’t even measure up to.

Alisa now seriously doubted her life choices but quickly adjusted her thoughts.

Paige might be impressive, but in terms of femininity, Paige could never surpass her.

Her enchanting allure was etched in her bones, something Paige could never possess. So, she still held the advantage. In the future, she wouldn’t compete with Paige using her weaknesses against Paige’s strengths. Instead, she’d show Julian Hawthorne what Paige lacked that she had.

With only four people in the elevator, Alisa kept staring at Paige, which didn’t go unnoticed by Paige.

Moreover, the elevator was filled with the scent of Alisa’s perfume, constantly asserting her presence.

But since Alisa didn’t speak, Paige had no desire to speak either, so she didn’t even glance at Alisa.

Alisa initially waited for Paige to notice her, expecting Paige to feel ashamed of her sheer beauty, but Paige didn’t look her way.

After the elevator reached the ground floor, Paige and her secretary walked straight out.

Alisa stared at her back.

And Dora Upton, squatting in the lobby, saw Paige come out and immediately ran over like a little puppy, "Sister-in-law, are you done with work? Was your day tiring? Look, I made you goji tea to relieve your fatigue..."

Paige looked at her in disbelief, "What’s with you?"

"Huh?", Dora blinked, "Nothing’s wrong."

"If nothing’s wrong, why are you always hanging out here?", even making her goji tea? Is her brain fried?

"I’m here to make goji tea for you, God Sterling."

Paige, "Are you that idle?"

"Yes," Dora admitted, "I have nothing else to do, so don’t worry about me, God Sterling."

Paige, "...", who on earth was worried about her?

The present teenage fantasies are just incomprehensible.

"Miss Upton, I think you..."

Oh dear, God Sterling, why call me Miss Upton? We’re family; you can think of me as your little sister and just call me Dora."

Paige, "..."

Though it seemed a bit masochistic to think so, Paige still felt that Dora treating her as she did before seemed more normal.

Now, everything about her seemed brainless.