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The phone call had been made no more than two minutes ago, when Nando Brandon already arrived at Arvid Woody's room.
"You... are President Radcliffe?"
His eyes glanced at the two women sitting in front of him, and a flash of astonishment crossed his mind.
Quella Radcliffe was that very delicate-looking girl, whom any boy would like at first glance.
Nando Brandon was also a man.
Although he usually dressed flamboyantly to please his fans and reap the rewards,
Inside, he was a regular man.
He had thought President Radcliffe, as described by Bran Cook, would be an old woman, but he didn't expect a young girl.
"Hello, I'm Quella Radcliffe."
Quella Radcliffe stood up with a smile and said politely, "I've heard of your fame for a long time, so I wanted to invite you to be an endorser. Would that be convenient?"
Since he was already there, she went straight to the point.
After all, Nando Brandon had a concert in the afternoon, and time was pressing.
