Chapter 155 She Is My Wife

"Of course, it's me!"

"Me! I was the first one here after Mr. Anderson. This kind of opportunity should obviously go to me!"

"You all want to rub elbows with the upper class? How do you expect to chat with Mr. Smith without some culture?"

"Are you implying we're uncultured and just a bunch of country bumpkins?"

"Hey, you said it, not me. If anyone should go, it's gotta be me. I'm the most educated one here!"

"And how do you know you're the most educated? There's still a new person standing here!"

As they bickered, their eyes landed on Emily.

Emily, of course, wasn't about to fight over this, so she quickly stepped aside and fibbed, "Relax, I'm not as educated as you all, and I don't want to chat with him. You guys go ahead."

With a few fake smiles, Emily picked up her phone and texted Andrew: [Mr. Anderson, is there a spot for me in the secretary's office?]

Seeing it was a message from Emily, Andrew replied instantly: [Of course there is! Mrs. Smith, you can sit wherever you like. If there's really no space, you can take my spot for now. Thank you, Mrs. Smith.]

just like his boss. They were about to get married, and there wasn't a

a feather flocked together,

this, the matter of who

the woman who had first spoken to Emily, was the most senior in the secretary's office after Andrew. Naturally, she had the first opportunity to interact

wave of disdain. She then composed herself and turned to

to Laura, this woman was slightly less imposing. In front of Emily, she tried to maintain a facade of calm. But she spoke clearly and logically. After a few rounds

their own style and grace, but they wasted

can rule the secretary's office with your looks?

with me, take it up with the CEO's office." "Third, I'm

Smith Corporation and assist Mr. Smith, instead of bickering and showing off." As she spoke, Emily gave the

after all. But this girl, Nola Sharp, was dressed... well, let's just say her lace outfit was pretty embarrassing for Smith Corporation. "New girl, what kind of look is that?"

instant, Emily's expression turned icy. Her eyes were like daggers, piercing into Nola's gaze.

I have

"Emily Brown?"

does that name

knows, it seems like I've

murmured about how familiar Emily's name sounded, the door to the secretary's

walked in, one with head held high, the

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