My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I shook my head, "It's okay. Mr. Saunders is coming down to fetch me. You should go up first. I wouldn't want to delay your work."

Troy raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly, "Vice President Saunders?"

I nodded.

At that, he smiled and went straight up without saying anything else.

Seeing this situation, the receptionist looked at me, her face scrunched up with worry, and she apologized, "Mrs. Roberts, please forgive me. I didn't mean- I'm just doing my job. I'm really sorry!"

Minnie was even angrier to hear that, "Doing your job, huh? What should a receptionist do? You should attend to guests and pass messages. But you didn't attend to us well, and you didn't convey our message."

"You didn't bother to convey the message to the office, and I don't blame you for that because we didn't make an appointment. However, you failed at doing your most important task, which is receiving guests. Not only that you didn't treat us well, but you're also rude to us. The company shouldn't hire someone like you."

Minnie was two-fist. After all, she had been working by Dalton's side for so many years. She had seen many things, and she was experienced. So, naturally, she had a clear mind and sharp speech.

a loss for words. She looked at me and apologized

the crime wasn't done?" Minnie was unsatisfied, so she didn't hold back

already apologized. Why are you being so aggressive? Why are you taking the

attention of many people. As she spoke, she became louder, "But with an attitude like this, it's no wonder that Mr. Roberts doesn't want you around him. Miss Burton, on the other hand, is a good-natured, generous, and elegant lady. One should know their place. You must

more she said, the

to give the lady a good lesson. I grabbed Minnie's hand

and videos to spread gossip, it would be much more troublesome to deal with the societal pressure here in

more, Hendrix was planning to expand the market. Tittle- tattle

just like

head. "I don't mind it.

I were already surrounded by a large group of people. Frowning, he looked at me

sharp-tongued just a moment ago was

instinct to admire delicious food or good-looking

head lightly and