Chapter 76 Canât I Be Here?
âSomeone like me? Then tell me what kind of person I am.â Cynthia was amused. She didnât expect that there were so many snobs in this world.
How could the Smith Groupâs receptionist be such a kind of person?
The receptionist sized Cynthia again with disdain and sneered, âYou do have a good look, but donât think you can step up the ladder of the wealthy circle with your good look. Iâve seen so many women like you. Mr. Smith. is a young and promising man. Of course, he is still the most wealthy man in Fort. What kind of woman has he not seen? I advise you not to waste your effort.â
âYouâre not Mr. Smith, so how do you know he doesnât like me? Maybe I am just the kind of woman he likes?â Cynthia smiled and tucked the hair behind her ears. Her face was fair with delicate and striking features, exuding a mixed feeling of seduction and cuteness when she smiled.
The receptionist paused and frowned after she reacted. She couldnât help but think Cynthia was a woman being good at tempting men.
âAre you kidding me? I donât believe Mr. Smith will have such terrible taste and fall in love with you.â She raised her index finger and thumb of her right hand and pinched Cynthiaâs coat in disgust. âLook at your clothes. They look so cheap. You bumpkin, get out of here quickly while Iâm not angry.â
Cynthia looked down at her attire. A Tâshirt, jeans, and a black jacket indeed seemed very simple. She needed more time to change clothes. She hurriedly arrived after preparing lunch as soon as she left the hospital.
However, the clothes that Alston bought for her were all customâmade without a brand. She didnât expect the receptionist to ridicule them as cheap and look down on her, which amused Cynthia.
Cynthia ignored the receptionist and was about to call Alston. A surprised male voice came from behind as here?â she took out her mobile phone. âMrs. Smith, why are you She turned her head and saw that it was Alstonâs assistant, Lloyd.
Wearing a wellâcut suit, Lloyd looked tall and handsome. Adding the identity that he was Alstonâs assistant, he was very popular with the female employees.
As soon as the receptionist saw Lloyd, her face blushed immediately, and her eyes were full of shyness. âMr. Evans, why are you here?â
here?
Cynthia glanced at her and turned to Lloyd. âMr. Evans, Iâm here to find Alston for lunch.â
As she said that, she lifted the lunch box in her hand. âBut your receptionist didnât let me in and even sneered at me. Doesnât the Smith Group pay attention to the bearing when selecting employees?â
Lloyd glanced coldly at the receptionist, and she was dumbfounded at this moment. She never thought that the plainly dressed woman in front of her was really the Smith Group presidentâs wife.
Her face was pale, and her lips trembled for a long time before she reacted. She begged Cynthia with a mournful look. âMrs.
Smith, itâs my fault. I didnât know you were Mrs. Smith just now. Iâm so sorry. Can you not fire me? I have to support my family. It was hard for me to become an employee of the Smith Group. Please, donât fire me.â
Cynthia was indifferent. âIâm not the president of the Smith Group, and itâs not up to me to decide whether you will stay or not.â
The receptionist still wanted to say something, but Lloyd suddenly stood in front of Cynthia, saying in a cold voice, âRemember your duty, and donât pester Mrs. Smith.â
Lloyd usually had a smiling face and looked gentle, but now his face fell, which made the receptionist so scared that she had to lower her head, not daring to say a word.
Seeing that she had stopped talking, Lloyd turned around and looked at Cynthia respectfully. âMrs. Smith, I will bring you to Mr. Smithâs office.â
âAll right.â Cynthia nodded, followed Lloyd, and got on the presidentâs exclusive elevator.
Seeing that the two left, the receptionist heaved a sigh of relief, and another receptionist next to her came over and said in a low voice, âDidnât I warn you before? You have to put your mind right and donât underestimate others at will.
Otherwise, you will accidentally offend someone noble. Am I right? You have offended the presidentâs wife, and I guess you wonât be able to stay in the Smith Group anymore.â
But she smiled disapprovingly with a haughty expression. âMr. Smith didnât disclose his wife, so I guess she is not favored. Otherwise, the previous assistant, Miss Taylor, wouldnât maintain a high profile. Iâll be fine.â
As soon as she finished speaking, the phone beside her suddenly rang. She picked it up, and her face.
suddenly turned pale when she heard what the other end of the phone said.
The other receptionist saw her weird expression, so she leaned over and heard a sentence from the phone.
âCome here and settle your salary. Pack up your things and leave in the afternoon...â
Only Cynthia and Lloyd were in the elevator, and there was nothing but silence. As Cynthia watched the floor numbers change, Lloyd suddenly said, âMrs. Smith, Iâm sorry for the receptionistâs rudeness. I have already notified the personnel department.â
Cynthia paused. âNo. Itâs me not telling Alston in advance. She doesnât know me, although she is mean...â
âMrs. Smith.â Lloyd knew what she wanted to say and interrupted her. âShe is Clareâs subordinate, so I can take this opportunity to get rid of her. You neednât feel guilty.â
Cynthia felt better hearing it, and they soon arrived at Alstonâs office.
As Lloyd was about to knock on the door, a girlâs coquettish voice came from the office. âAlston, am I right?
You must be objective. Please...â
Lloydâs expression changed, and he quickly looked at Cynthia beside him, finding that a falling face replaced the smile on her face.
âMrs. Smith, itâs not what you think.â Lloyd quickly explained.
Cynthia sneered, âGet out of the way!â
After speaking, she nudged Lloyd aside and pushed the door open with a slam. After seeing the scene inside, Cynthiaâs expression became colder.
There were three people in the office, Alston, Lucien, and the sexy redâclothed beauty Cynthia saw at the door of the Smith Group just now.
Lucien stood in front of the desk, Alston sat on the chair, and the beautiful woman in red held Alstonâs arm, looking very intimate.
When Cynthia pushed the door open and went in, the three paused and turned their heads to look at her in unison.
âWhy are you here?â Alston was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes lit up. After seeing the lunch box in her hand, his gloomy mood all morning suddenly became bright, as if the sun had come up from the cloudy sky.
Cynthia stared at the woman holding Alstonâs hand and frowned.
Alston never liked other women touching him, but he accepted the current girl. âWho is she?â Cynthia wondered.
âCanât I be here?â Cynthia sneered, and her words were a little aggressive. âI thought Mr. Smith was busy with work, but I didnât expect him to be so leisured.â
Alston followed her gaze and saw Alice holding his hand. Suddenly, he understood why Cynthia said that and felt delighted. He couldnât help but smile.
He thought Cynthia might be jealous.
âCynthia, here you are. What delicious food did you bring?â Lucien didnât notice the tense atmosphere and excitedly ran over when he saw the lunch box in Cynthiaâs hand.
He was almost starving because he didnât eat anything here all morning.
Before Lucien could touch the box, a figure rushed over from behind and took it away before him.
He turned around stiffly, and Alston glanced at him lazily while holding the lunch box.
âWho are you?â A female voice suddenly rose next to Cynthiaâs ear, and Cynthia was startled, meeting the redâclothed beautyâs defensive look. âWhy does it look that Lucien got so close to you? Whatâs your relationship?â
Cynthiaâs mind went blank, and all that she wanted to say was lost. She tilted her head, puzzled.
L âWhat? Lucien? Shouldnât it be Alston?â
âShe appeared so affectionate to Alston when she talked to him and held his arm. Why did she mention Lucien?â Cynthia wondered.
Alice was a little dazed after hearing Cynthiaâs question, and the two stared at each other for a long time. Alston suddenly stepped forward, put his arms around Cynthiaâs slender waist, and lowered his head slightly, whispering in her ear, âShe is my auntâs daughter, Alice Gehry. I know youâre jealous.â
Cynthia was so embarrassed that she blushed scarlet.
Then Lucien introduced Cynthia to Alice, and Alice was also a little embarrassed. âCynthia, Iâm sorry. Iâve been. abroad and just came back yesterday. I havenât seen you, sorry.â
Cynthia shook her head with a smile and started to observe Alice.
Cynthiaâs look was delicate, but Alice would give people the feeling of seduction. Aliceâs fair face was as small as a palm, with slightly narrow, long eyes, very similar to Alstonâs, upturning in an even more charming.
manner.
She dressed bolder and sexier, maybe because she spent more time abroad. But her straightforward. character neutralized the feeling of seduction, making people feel very comfortable.
They hit it off immediately after chatting a few words and kept talking like they had endless topics.
Holding the lunch box, Alston stood aside with a dark face. He grabbed Lucienâs collar and pushed toward Alice when he couldnât bear it anymore. âTake Alice out for lunch, and donât disturb us.â
As he spoke, he shook the lunch box and squinted his eyes.
Lucien instantly understood that Alston couldnât wait to eat the lunch Cynthia had specially prepared for him, so Lucien had no choice but to pull Aliceâs wrist. âAlice, let me make up the welcome home meal for you. Leave the office to Alston and Cynthia.â
Alice was eager to be alone with Lucien, so she gave Cynthia the contact information and couldnât wait to pull Lucien out.
In an instant, only Cynthia and Alston were left in the office.
âIâm sorry about that thing before. Itâs me making you worry. I wonât make decisions without discussing them with you.â