Chapter 372:

“What a coincidence,” one of them snickered. “One of you takes the wrong phone, and the other can’t even reach her husband.”

“What are the odds?”

Camille’s frustration boiled over. “Kristopher, you idiot! How can you let me down at such a crucial moment?” She turned to Carrie in desperation. “Call Oliver!”

“Enough!” the receptionist snapped, waving them off. “I’m still working here. I don’t have time for this nonsense. If my boss sees you causing a scene, I’ll be the one who has to explain it. So leave now—or I’ll call security!”

Before her threat could escalate, a soft chime echoed in the lobby. The elevator doors slid open, revealing two staff members stepping out, chatting casually. They were dressed in restaurant uniforms, carrying an assortment of thermal food boxes.

“Ms. Nash is really thoughtful,” one of them said with a chuckle. “She ordered such a variety of dishes for Mr. Norris. It’s like a banquet!”

here costs over a thousand bucks, and there’s more than ten of

nudged him, glancing at the gathering crowd. “Shh. Don’t talk about

an awkward silence. The receptionist’s eyes landed on the thermal box in

You think you can just show up with whatever’s in that box and impress him? Even if

knows Lise is the most important person to him. Just

the loop?” Camille challenged, her voice rising with incredulity. “Repeat that, I dare you! And what worth does that manipulator even have? How can you even compare her to Carrie?” With

frantic call for help. “Security! Security! Come quick! We’ve got a couple of troublemakers here stirring up trouble and they

The receptionist, pointing accusatorily at Carrie and Camille,

on Carrie. “I recognize this woman. She’s spoken with Oliver before. Maybe we should contact Oliver just to

her hips, the receptionist retorted sharply, “Oliver talks to everyone! If we had to run to him every time someone kicked up a fuss, what use would

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