The Woman From Hell

Chapter 301

"Young Mistress, walk slowly." Miss Woods was worried that I would get hit by others if I walked in a hurry, so she carefully helped me to the office's main entrance.

When we got to the front desk, the receptionist looked up at us before lowering her head to continue working. She did not entertain us at all.

Miss Woods patiently asked her several times which floor Theo's office was on, but she did not get a response. When she could not hold it in anymore, she roared, "Miss, do you have no respect for other people? Even if you don’t want to tell me, you should at least acknowledge me!"

"Lady.” The receptionist pointed to a piece of paper on the countertop and finally said, "You need to make an appointment to visit President Grant. It's clearly written here. You can join the long line of people who want to see President Grant. This is just so we can save time. I didn't mean to ignore you."

"What?" Miss Woods let out a laugh in anger. "Does President Grant's wife need to make an appointment just to see him?"

The receptionist looked at me suspiciously. "President Grant's wife?"

"That can’t be right," another receptionist said. "Didn't President Grant’s wife just go up?"

Miss Woods widened her eyes. "What nonsense are you talking about?! Young Mistress has been married t o Young Master for several years now. This is President Grant’s wife. Let me tell you, missy. You'd better watch what you say."

really President Grant's wife, why have we never seen her before?" The receptionist sneered lightly. "We see President

but I said softly, "Let's just leave it, Miss

guessed who the woman the receptionist was referring

Young Master a call." Miss Woods took out her phone

mention Cindy Reed? The newly acknowledged daughter of the White family? I’m sure

else would I be referring to if not her? President Grant and Mrs. Grant clearly love each other.

Woods heard what they said, she immediately exploded.

just a shameless mistress who

pleased to hear that

respect. A shameless woman like her should be spat on

see what was going on and I held

took my phone out of my

but the person who picked

sweet, but it sounded

pursed my lips and asked in