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33rd floor, Presidentâs office.
The imported top-notch carpet obviously had an expensive price, and the golden chandelier was even more gorgeous and beautiful.
Enna Clark couldnât help but hold her breath as she walked to the reception desk. In a low voice, she said, âHello, I want to see the President.â
The receptionist glanced at her and held a perfect smile, âExcuse me, do you have an appointment?â
âNo, I donât, but I am an employee of the company, and I want to see the Presidentâ¦
The receptionist interrupted her without changing her expression, âIâm sorry, we canât let you in without an appointment.â
Enna bit her lip and asked, âCould you please let the President know that the afternoon radio host from City Radio Station, Enna Clark, wants to see him? I have important matters to discuss.â
The receptionist glanced at her, seemingly impatient, and refused, âIâm sorry, the President is in a meeting.â
âI mean after the meetingâ¦â
âEven after the meeting, we dare not let you in without authorization. Please donât make this difficult for us.â
Enna had no choice but to say, âCan I at least wait here for the President to come out?â
âYou can.â
She sat on the sofa in the waiting area with her bag.
Originally, she thought she would only have to wait for an hour at most, but she didnât expect to wait from three oâclock to six oâclock without seeing the
President. Enna became a little anxious and went back to the reception desk. âHas the President not gotten off work yet?â
The receptionist, already packing up her things, didnât even look up, âThe President left a long time ago, didnât you know?â
âHe left?!â Enna raised her voice.
She knew nothing!
Nobody told her!
The receptionist looked up, glanced at her without any hint of guilt, and said perfunctorily, âThe President left through the Exclusive Elevator at four oâclock. If you have any issues, come back tomorrow.â
Enna realized that no matter if she came tomorrow or the day after, the receptionist wouldnât let her in. Moreover, since the President could leave through the Exclusive Elevator, she couldnât even block his way.
Having wasted half a day and waiting for such a long time, thinking she could meet the President, she ended up being played like a fool and feeling suffocated. She held back her anger, clenched her bag, and walked outâ¦
When she arrived at the elevator, she heard the receptionist gossiping behind her in a low voice.
âHmph, she wants to see the President without even making an appointment. Does she think the President is selling vegetables in the wet market, and she can just see him whenever she wants?â
âMaybe she heard the rumors and found out that the new President is Tall,
Rich, and Handsome, so she just wanted to get some attention?â
âHeh, she has no self-awareness.â
âExactly.â
Enna clenched her fist tightly, ignoring what she had heard, and stepped into the elevator.
Downstairs at the recording studio, Tiffany Clifford was waiting for her. When Enna arrived, Tiffany immediately approached her and asked, âHow did it go?â
Enna listlessly waved the untouched bag in her hand and said in frustration, âI didnât even get to see him, and the receptionist played me.â
âI already told you that you wouldnât be able to see him, but you didnât believe me. Why did the receptionist play you, though?â
âThey thought I wanted to have a modern Cinderella and Prince story with the President. Damn, I didnât eat too many roasted sparrows. Where on my face does it say I want to become a Phoenix and fly up to the branch?â
âHahaha.â Tiffany couldnât help but laugh, tears welling up in her eyes. She patted Enna on the shoulder and comforted her, âItâs not because of the words engraved on your face; itâs because someone else had those words engraved on her face this morning.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âThis morning, in the office, I didnât finish telling you the gossip. Itâs about Thea, the host of the evening slot. Donât you remember she happened to meet the President after work? I donât know if her brain short-circuited, but she went out and bought him a cup of coffee and offered it to him in the Presidentâs office. And then, guess what?â
Theaâ¦
Enna suddenly had a mental image of a long-legged, busty, and pointed-faced beauty.
Unable to suppress the memory of the gossip about Brody and Thea having an affair in the bathroom, Enna shivered involuntarily, âI canât guess.â
âI didnât expect the President to throw her out, along with the coffee she brought him, sayingâ¦â Tiffany couldnât help but laugh, âsaying⦠he never touches cheap takeaway food. Pfft, hahaha, cheap takeaway food⦠I can imagine the distorted face of the beautiful Thea.â
Enna didnât have any particular feelings for Thea, nor did she have any for
Theaâs act of throwing herself at the President. But upon hearing the words âcheap takeaway food,â she couldnât help but exclaim, âHeâs such a typical straight male!â
âWho else could flaunt that straight male attitude but him?â
Tiffany took a sip of water, looked at the time, and reminded her.
âAlright, the live stream is about to start. Get ready.â
âOkay.â
Enna never slacked off when it came to work. She cleared her throat, put a mint candy in her mouth, and tested her voice. As she set aside all the unhappiness in her heart, she hooked up the corners of her mouth, pushed the microphone open, and began to speakâ
âHello, dear listeners! This is Enna from BBC City Radio Station on City Helper. A new week has begun, and over the weekend, have you all gone out to have fun? Did you encounter any funny or interesting incidents to share with us? Alright, as per the old rules, letâs start with a song to help you relax from driving fatigueâ¦â
At a villa in the wealthy areaâ¦
Smooth music poured out of the radio, and Baron Lawrence drank the red wine by his side, rubbing his temples that had been tired all day.
His aching brain began to relax when he heard her sweet voice. As he drifted into a rare light sleep, he closed his eyes and let himself go.
Two hours later, the radio show ended.
The man in his sleep opened his eyes instantly, as if his acupoint had been struck.
Damn!
Even though he was extremely exhausted, without that familiar voice, he just couldnât fall asleep!
Baron Lawrence got up, put on his pajamas, and tightened his aristocratic jaw. He found the sleeping pills prescribed by Adam Sinclair, took a few of them, and swallowed them downâ¦
Half an hour passed, but he still couldnât sleep. He turned on the light, changed into his clothes in a fit of rage, grabbed his phone, and made a call. He yelled at someone, âVideo conference in 15 minutes. Anyone whoâs late, donât expect any bonuses this month!â
ââ¦Yes, Young Master Lawrence.â
Three hours later, the video conference ended.
Adam Sinclairâs Dhone call came right away. Baron Lawrence rubbed his
throbbing temples, his mood not very pleasant, âIf you have something to say, say it. If not, get lost!â
Adam chuckled on the other end of the phone, ignoring his foul tone, and calmly teased, âEven after I hung up, you still couldnât sleep, so I guess I wonât be going anywhere.â
âWhat is it?â
âWell, thereâs not much to say. I just finished taking a shower, took off my pants, and was about to have a pleasant time with the beautiful manager. However, my female companion was dug up by your order to attend a video conference. After it ended, our excitement was gone, we couldnât sleep, and I thought Iâd just chat with you.â
Baron Lawrence frowned and said uncomfortably, âDid you change girlfriends again?
âItâs because your company has so many beauties that I canât help myself. Although the innocent little receptionist is not bad, I got tired of her and wanted to try someone with long legs. The beautiful manager came along just in time, so I thought Iâd have some fun.â Seemingly aware of what Baron was going to say, Adam Sinclair laughed softly, âDonât worry, I wonât cause any trouble. Besides, sheâs not a stupid woman. She knows what I can give her and what I canât. As long as sheâs not greedy, Iâm actually a pretty good lover..â