With tears welling up in her eyes, Josie turned around and looked at Ashley with a sullen expression.
"Hello, Mrs. Gibson," the girls at the front desk greeted Ashley in a joking manner.
Obviously, the girls were very familiar with Ashley.
In the eyes of the employees, Ashley was a friendly person who had no airs or graces. She was very polite to everyone and was well-liked in the Gibson Corporation.
"Josie, are you here to see Henry?" Ashley smiled knowingly as she walked toward Josie.
"It has nothing to do with you," Josie said coldly.
"You don't have to pretend. I know Henry asked you to come here to sign the divorce settlement agreement today," Ashley whispered in Josie's ear. She was in a good mood today.
Ashley saw the divorce settlement agreement on the table when she delivered breakfast to Henry this morning.
Ashley smiled smugly as if she was the final winner. "This morning, Henry agreed to let me move into his house. He even said that you packed up everything and cleared up the space for me."
"Just as I wish," Ashley thought.
Josie said nothing and walked straight ahead.
"Hi, Miss. Do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked nervously, wondering if she was Ashley's friend.
However, Ashley just stood aside and looked at her as if she waiting for Josie to make a fool of herself.
"You can't go upstairs without an appointment." The receptionist stopped Josie.
"Henry asked me to come," Josie said in a low voice.
"Mr. Gibson is very busy. He didn't tell us that someone would come to see him. I'm sorry. Please don't make things difficult for us."
Josie glanced at Ashley. "I wonder what would happen if I didn't go upstairs?"
Ashley would never be acknowledged by the public if Josie didn't sign the paper.
Josie felt exhausted.
And she didn't bother to argue with Ashley.
Ashley frowned at Josie's answer. Then, she smiled at the receptionist. "We both know each other. I'll take her upstairs."
The receptionist nodded. "All right. Ms. Long."
Josie walked into the elevator numbly as Ashley stood next to her like a hostess. To say that Josie wasn't heartbroken was a complete lie.
Josie clenched her fists tightly until they went numb. Even breathing seemed to hurt her.
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