At the mention of Jackson, Norma rolled her eyes. "One word—pervert."

"He's a pervert?"

"Yeah. He'd even give a female fly a second look, not to mention women."

Olivia felt even more confused. Could someone like him be the mastermind?

"Did he mess with you, Ms. Fordham?" Norma asked, studying Olivia's expression.

"No, I was just curious."

Norma thought quickly, then said, "Thanks to you, we got another partnership in the bag. This means that we've completed the sales mission. He'll be here soon."

As she spoke, Norma pointed at a man in a suit and tie, who was standing at a corner. "Look, there he is."

Olivia looked in the direction Norma was pointing. Jackson seemed to be around 35 years old. He had a common stature, and his eyes had a cunning shine to them.

When their gazes met, Jackson studied Olivia from head to toe.

"Oh, you're that newcomer, aren't you? The one who bagged a huge project as soon as she joined. You're something." Jackson reached out to pat Olivia on the sh