Ophelia got rid of the bath towel and put on the dress she wore earlier. Then she wrote a note and put it beside the bed, and left the luxurious presidential suite without looking back.
The next day, Ophelia was awakened by the ringtone of her mobile phone while she was still sleeping. Picking up her phone in a daze, she checked on the screen to see the caller ID. It was Zachariah.
“Hey, Mr. Chambers, what’s the matter?” Ophelia answered the phone in a sleepy voice, “Ophelia, why did you leave last night?” Zachariah was obviously in a bad mood.
What Ophelia did best was to appease Zachariah.
“I saw you were in sound sleep last night. I couldn’t fall asleep for a while, so I left earlier so as not to disturb your sleep. Oh, what is wrong? We just didn’t see each other for a moment, are you missing me already?”
Ophelia tried to change the subject.
“Come to Chambers Group at noon. Let’s have lunch together.” Zachariah ordered directly.
Ophelia laughed, “So you really miss me, although we haven’t seen each other for just hours.”
“Drive to the company at noon. We will go for lunch together.” Zachariah said coldly and hung up the phone.
Throwing her iPhone onto the bed directly, Ophelia got up to choose the clothes and shoes to wear today. At last, she chose a yellow dress and a pair of 15cm high stiletto heels.
After changing the clothes, she put on a light makeup. Then she looked in the mirror and snapped her fingers with satisfaction.
Then she beckoned to Ophelia. As Ophelia leaned in, Ariella whispered, “Madam, you have to be more careful. Miss Robertson is here again.”
Amaya Robertson was the only daughter of entertainment tycoon Hendrix Robertson. She was tall and slim, with good work performance. She is recently in charge of Robertson’s joint project with Chambers. As Amaya came to the company so often, there was a rumor spreading, that Amaya was going to replace her as Zachariah’s future wife. But only she knew that Amaya was actually dating someone else, a man her father Hendrix did not like.
The smile on the corner of Ophelia’s mouth remained unchanged, “That’s good to know. It has been a long time since I dined with her last time. What a coincidence. I’d better meet her now.”
Waving her hand, Ophelia walked into the elevator with her head held high, like a beautiful and confident peacock.
She pressed the button, and soon reached the 20th floor. Getting out of the elevator, Lisa, Zachariah’s secretary, went up to greet her, “Madam, you are here already. The President is inside with Miss Robertson... Would you like to wait here first?”
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