Chapter 301
The Woman From Hell
"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 donât want to tell me, you should at least acknowledge me!"
"Lady.â 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 canât be right," another receptionist said. "Didn't President Grantâs 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 Grantâs wife. Let me tell you,
missy. You'd better watch what you say."
"If she's really President Grant's wife, why have we never seen her before?" The receptionist
sneered lightly. "We see President Grantâs real wife every day."
"Girl..." Miss Woods wanted to continue arguing with her, but I said softly, "Let's just leave it, Miss
Woods."
I already guessed who the woman the receptionist was referring to. Who else could it be but Cindy?
"Young Mistress, let me give Young Master a call." Miss Woods took out her phone from her pocket.
I stopped her with my hand, looked at the receptionist, and spoke faintly, "Is the so-called wife you
mention Cindy Reed? The newly acknowledged daughter of the White family? Iâm sure you guys
have heard of her."
The receptionist nodded. "Of course. Who else would I be referring to if not her? President Grant
and Mrs. Grant clearly love each other. Now that they have a child together, they're basically joined
at the hips. You certainly have no chance."
"Bullsh*t!" The moment Miss Woods heard what they said, she immediately exploded. "Thatâs not
Mrs.
Grant! She's just a shameless mistress who blatantly pesters Young Master every day.â
The receptionist was not pleased to hear that and looked annoyed. "Lady, please speak with
respect."
"Cindy Reed doesn't deserve my respect. A shameless woman like her should be spat on by
everyone." Miss Woods went the extra mile to insult Cindy.
At that moment, a lot more people started to see what was going on and I held my forehead. "It
seems that only Theo can attest to who his real wife is."
I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed Theo's number.
The call was quickly answered but the person who picked up the phone was not Theo.
"Wanda." Cindy's voice was sweet, but it sounded unbearably cloying to me.
I pursed my lips and asked in an icy voice, "Where's Theo?"
"He's busy and doesn't have time to take your call." Cindy could not mask the smugness in her
voice.
I did not want to hear any more nonsense from her, so I decided to hang up.
When the receptionist saw that I had a bad look on my face, she snorted coldly. "It seems no one is
afraid of impersonating someone else these days. I mean, donât people ever look in the mirror first?
Even if President Grant doesn't have good taste, he would never be
interested in a golddigger."
Only a fool could not see that it was a blatant insult.
Miss Woods' face instantly turned livid. She pointed at the receptionist's nose as she scolded, "Are
young people always this rude?! If you speak to us like that again, Iâll rip your tongue off.â
I was afraid that Miss Woods would really hit the receptionist, so I hurriedly pulled her arm, hinting
her not to be impulsive.