Chapter 167:
âSorry, Miss Morgan, Mr. Green said he doesnât wish to see you. Please leave.â
Lindsay couldnât hold back her anger anymore.
âWhat nonsense are you saying? Youâre brave enough to make up lies about what he said, huh? Just wait, Iâll slap you!â
As Lindsay spoke, her hand moved swiftly toward the receptionistâs face.
âStop!â
As Lindsay was about to slap the receptionist, Ablett Haywood, a manager of the Green Group, quickly stepped in. The receptionist, a taekwondo black belt employed by Rhys, was tougher than Lindsay could handle.
Oblivious to her close call, Lindsay glared at Ablett, her voice tinged with anger.
âHow dare you try to stop me?â
Though Ablett appeared nonchalant, he wielded significant power within the Green Group.
He cleared his throat.
âMiss Morgan, please watch your language.
First, I intervened for your safety. Second, you are causing a disruption. I must ask you to leave.â
Embarrassed, Lindsay stamped her foot, on the verge of losing her cool, just as Rhys stepped off the executive elevator.
Brixton had been nagging him to join him for a meal.
Seeing Rhys, Lindsayâs face brightened. She dashed toward him, pretending to stumble and fall into his arms.
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However, the scenario she envisioned did not happen. Rhys and Brixton, moving in unison, sidestepped, leaving Lindsay to trip clumsily between them and crash to the floor.
If her earlier stumble had been an act, this fall was painfully real.
Her chin hit the floor hard.
âOuch!â Tearfully, Lindsay looked up at Rhys.
âRhys, I fell.
Can you help me up?â
Brixton was dumbfounded.
He questioned her sanity.
Even Liliana was more skillful than this.
Amused, Brixton observed how Rhysâ unwelcome suitor embarrassed herself.
Rhys walked past Lindsay casually, glancing at Brixton.
âAre you hungry or not?â
Brixton hurried to catch up.
Lindsay called out in a sweet tone, âRhys, my foot hurts.â
Rhys turned to Ablett.
âCall the cleaning staffâ¦
Actually, forget it.
Have security escort this woman out.â
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