Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 176

“President Morgan requested for my presence, so you can give him a call to get a confirmation from him,” Ian explained upon approaching the reception. A call was swiftly made as soon as the president’s title was mentioned, which didn’t last for long before the receptionist hung up. While the receptionist didn’t tell Ian to go upstairs, she told him to wait for a moment.

The situation confused Sophia as she observed Ian from the sidelines while wondering if Ian never showed himself in the company prior to that moment. She thus approached the receptionist to ask, “How long have you been working here?”

“Almost five years.” There was panic in the receptionist’s response when faced with Sophia. She nodded as she figured that Ian wasn’t doing that great a job as the young master of his family, judging from the fact that the receptionist failed to recognize him despite having worked with the company for five years.

After the two of them waited for a while, a man who appeared to be many years Ian’s senior exited the elevator. He gave a noncommittal response upon seeing Ian, “You’re here.”

However, the man was startled by Sophia’s presence, which led her to sigh inwardly as she struggled to get accustomed to her new found fame. Meanwhile, Ian turned to look at Sophia as he introduced, “He is Sean Morgan, and he... is my elder brother.” The final part of the sentence sounded rather forced, if nothing else.

“Hello.” Sophia nodded toward Sean.

“Hello, Mrs. Constance.” Sean was polite toward her.

“My name is Sophia, so you can call me just that. Addressing me as Mrs. Constance actually sounds a little awkward.” Sophia chuckled.

Silence befell as Sean smiled at her out of courtesy before leading them to the elevator. Most of the companies had a similar structure to their offices, and the same could be said of the Morgan Group.

They went through the administrative procedures to admit Ian into the company at the HR department, and Sean told the staff to assign Ian the position of vice president, working alongside Mr. Zimmel, who would double as Ian’s mentor.

“Okay, I understand.” Despite the staff’s astonishment, he nodded in agreement, while Ian wore an imperceptible smirk on his face, which Sophia missed out on as she was busy examining her surroundings with her hands behind her.

After filling in a form for appearance’s sake, Ian was led to and instructed to wait in a nearby meeting room. The door to the tiny room was opened as soon as Ian and Sophia sat down, through which a man about Ian’s age entered. There was a sense of impudence in how he addressed Ian upon laying eyes on the latter. “Why are you here?”

Ian didn’t even spare him a glance during the ensuing silence, which seemed to displease the man as he walked over to slam a hand on the table top in front of Ian. “I’m talking to you!”

The look of indifference retained as Ian rested his back against the chair, but Sophia was slightly unhappy about the situation. “What are you doing? You gave me a fright.”

“You damn—” The man turned toward Sophia rather impatiently, but managed to bite his tongue before he could finish his sentence as he stared at Sophia with much seriousness.

“Go on, what were you going to say?” The frown she wore was even more solemn than the one the man wore.

“Are you John Constance’s wife?” The man frowned slowly.

“Do you know my husband?” A scoff escaped her throat.

Such a reaction from her had the man’s expression contorted even further as he turned to glance at Ian with a nod. “I was wondering why the position you are offered was suddenly changed, and I see the reason now. I sure underestimated you, Ian, as I never expected you to have ties with the Constances. A fine job you’ve done there.”

“Hey Ian, does your family’s company hire just about anyone? Didn’t you set the bar a little too low?” Sophia smirked while casting Ian a glance, which prompted the man to shoot her a glare, but said nothing else.

The door of the room was once again opened within that short span of time to reveal a woman by the entrance as she looked at the arrogant man. “Simon, what are you doing here? Get your *ss out of that room to help with matters out here instead of speaking to some inconsequential brat.”

Dazed, Simon looked over his shoulder at the woman by the entrance. “Sally, Ian’s here, and he’s claimed the title of vice president for himself!”

“Come here right this instance.” The woman didn’t even spare Ian a glance. Upon shooting him one final glare, Simon turned to leave them.

After the door to the meeting room closed, Sophia turned to meet Ian’s gaze. “These two—are they perhaps your...”

He wore a smile as he said, “Yeah, they’re all from the Morgan Family.”

They were his siblings.