The interviewer with a full beard, who had been sitting in the middle, walked over from the last row.

Behind him, a tall and strong man in a suit and tie, with a great sense of oppression, also came to the front. The crowd on both sides consciously gave way to him.

This man was extraordinarily handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. His suit made him appear cold and serious, giving off an aura that felt unapproachable.

His appearance made the girls blush instantly.

On the other hand, he seemed to have long been used to this kind of scene. He was very indifferent to everyone's gazes, and there was a faint aura of a king between his brows.

He walked to Lydia, his deep pupils full of Lydia's beautiful face. Then, he lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "Fighter Girl, come with me."

It was the first time she was so close to someone of the opposite sex who had such a strong aura. When she smelled the cologne on him, Lydia shuddered.

"Vice Chairman Lawton." The man looked at the interviewer with a full beard. "I'll be taking her away."

Lawton? Lydia was very familiar with this name. The vice chairman of Feiyan was called Marin Lawton. Previously, Lydia had done her homework regarding this company and knew that he was very capable. He alone had made many celebrities famous.

Marin Lawton nodded respectfully. "Yes, Mr. Marcel." At the same time, he looked at Lydia with a look of admiration in his eyes, as if he was saying that this woman was really not simple.

Lydia was still a little stunned. When she heard the name Marcel, she could not help but look at her own shoes. The logo of the Marcel Group was impressively displayed on them. To be able to make the vice president of Feiyan Group treat him so respectfully, could it be.., was it the Marcel Group which was worth a hundred billion in assets?

Marcel walked out. After taking two steps, he saw that Lydia was still in a daze. He turned around and gestured at Lydia. He was like a master who stood high above, calling out to his beloved pet who had vowed to follow him for the rest of its life.

Lydia could not help but feel a fighting spirit rise in her heart. The other party's provocation was obviously too strong. Lydia quickly walked back to her seat, picked up her things and followed.

Behind her, the crowd began to discuss. Many people guessed that Mr. Marcel was the CEO of Marshall Group. At the same time, they sighed at how Lydia could be so lucky so as to be chosen by Mr. Marcel.

Lydia heard these few words and did not pay attention to them. She just followed behind Marcel.

Arriving at an office, Marcel leaned against the armrest of a sofa, he looked at the brave girl with great interest. "Fighter Girl, I've decided to give you a chance. But this chance will not be given for free. There are countless girls waiting for this chance at the audition right now. They might never get it."

Lydia was not stupid. She certainly knew what Marcel meant by the chance.

"What do you need me to do for you?"

Marcel's handsome face revealed a charming smile. "Now, play a role that can please and move me. If you pass, I'll give you this opportunity."

Lydia was slightly stunned.

"You can't do it?"

Lydia smiled coldly. "There's nothing in this world that I'm afraid of. I'll just play a role that makes you tremble with excitement."

Marcel picked up the red wine. "I'm looking forward to it, Miss Lydia."

Lydia took off the hairband on her head, and her beautiful hair fell on her shoulders.

Then, she gently pulled down the zipper of her clothes, revealing her sexy breasts and beautiful body. Her black underwear accentuated her voluptuous and upright figure.

Her fair skin was like cream, and her perky buttocks were perfectly round. There was not a single bit of fat on her body, making her body look extremely sexy and desirable.

She walked to his side, took the red wine glass from his hand, and drank a mouthful. She poured the rest of the wine beside her neck and let out a moan. Her red lips oozed out sweet juice, and the red liquid dripped onto her skin. It was extremely tempting.

At this moment, she touched her body with her hand and moaned again. "Marcel, I'm so wet. Marcel, do you want it?"

This time, it was Marcel's turn to be surprised. He couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Marcel, you're so charming."

Lydia slowly unbuttoned his shirt, moved her lips to his ear, and gently chewed on it.