Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon novel Chapter 232

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Chapter 232 

Cynthia propped herself up on her arms, staring at him like a lazy cat. “So you were just pretending earlier, right? You knew Shirley was spying on us, so you played along” 

“I was indeed very angry just now, and I was indeed pretending, said he 

That made sense to Cynthia. Usually, when she initiated a kiss, he would quickly take control. However, when they were in her room just now, he let her kiss him for a while, being gentle and compliant. 

Cynthia smirked and said, “By the way, why did you agree to let Shirley work at HJ? What job do you plan to set her up with?” 

Jonathan rubbed Cynthia’s head. Don’t worry about it. You need to vent, and so do I 

The next day, Shirley arrived at the BJ Building bright and early. After getting slapped three times yesterday, her face was still a bit swollen, but it didn’t dampen her spirits. 

She was humiliated on Instagram, enduring countless insults yesterday. She had firmly etched that grudge in her heart. She thought. Just you wait, Cynthia. No matter what, I won’t let you marry Jonathan smoothly. 

She thought that as long as she could be by Jonathan’s side, she would have plenty of opportunities to rise in status, even if it meant using a few small tricks. 

Holding her head high, Shirley entered the BJ Building. Having worked in the secretarial department before, she was quite famihar with the place. 

She was just about to head straight to Jonathan’s office when a few receptionists stopped her “Who are you looking for, Ma’am? Do you have an appointment?” 

Shirley puffed up with arrogance. “Do I need an appointment?” 

The receptionists didn’t recognize her. “Sorry, without an appointment, you can’t go up.” 

“Do you know who I am? Do you know my relationship with your boss?” said Shirley, 

The young receptionists looked her up and down. Despite being dressed in designer clothes, Shirley’s demeanor and taste were terrible. Plus, her face was covered in a thick layer of makeup, and her cheeks were swollen, making her tackier. 

With that kind of presence, it was hard to believe she could have any connection to Jonathan 

The receptionists exchanged glances, clearly unimpressed. “Many people come looking for Mr. Bennett every day. Who do you think you are? No appointment, no entry” 

Shirley was infuriated and quickly pulled out her phone. Just wait and see, you all will regret it. You’d better be just as arrogant when you see Mr. Bennett in a while.” 

Shirley’s words made the receptionists a bit uneasy. They thought, Is it possible that this woman really had a connection with Mr. Bennett? 

“Does she have Mr. Bennett’s number? Could she be someone important?” 

I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere before, but I just can’t remember” 

“Is she some wealthy heiress? We can’t afford to offend such a person.” 

“Wait, do you 

remember Victoria? She got fired for stopping a out to be Mr. Bennett’s hancéel” 

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Thinking about that incident made the four of them anxious. They thought that if Jonathan came down, he would really fire 

Shirley confidently called Jonaillan. She got it from Justin’s plane yesterday. She saw him keep Jonathan’s number during dinner and she secretly checked it. 

Shirley was certain that soon she would be spending every day with Jonathan. She shot a fierce glare at the four receptionists, who were now huddled together, whispering and casting doubtful glances her way. 

Shirley thought, I’m gonna teach those girls a lesson later. How dare they bully me like Cynthia does? However, as time ticked by, the call didn’t go through. 

Shirley felt increasing unease, visibly panicking. 

Those receptionists were smart. Seeing that no one was answering Shirley’s call, they realized what was going on. 

One of the bold ones approached and mocked, “You’re not lying are you? Mr. Bennett never gave strangers his number” 

Shirley defended herself. “It’s true. It is Mr. Bennett’s phone number. 

“Please, we’ve seen this act before, and honestly, you’re the worst at it.”