Chapter 162

"Kolten," Liam said, his tone composed and detached, barely acknowledging the receptionist. His request seemed to take her aback, but she quickly regained her professional poise. "I apologize, do you have an appointment?"

Liam shook his head.

The receptionist mentally lumped him with the dreamers from small-time companies who sought an audience with Kolten, hoping for a partnership. She could not help but feel a touch of scorn, though her smile remained impeccable. "I'm sorry, sir! Mr. Reath is currently in a meeting. Without an appointment, I'm afraid he's unavailable to meet guests."

Liam's displeasure was evident as he frowned. Unfazed, he said, "If he's in a meeting, then please call him. Tell him Liam is here to see him."

end with the man before her. Anyone else might have snapped, calling security to escort the nuisance out. However, her training with Jerden Group kicked in, and she managed to stay composed, offering a strained smile. "Please, sir, have a seat and wait just a

him, equally imposing. The two of them had an air about them that even the worldly

and dialed with a gentle touch. She spoke softly, "Hello, could you connect

could even put the phone down, a burly man in a suit barged in, his face set in

Wabsor, this gentleman is here to see

training fly out the window? You're escalating things without an appointment? Do you think you should report every Tom, Dick, and Harry who demands to see Mr. Reath? Is Mr. Reath so free that he can meet with just anyone? If

Yale Wabsor, I'm so sorry! It

not have foreseen that such a trivial mistake would spiral into a nightmare, threatening her livelihood. Her resentment towards Liam simmered. He was the catalyst for that mess. With her job on the line, panic set in. Images of her mother, ailing in

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