I shook my head. "I'm fine. You go up first. Mr. Bennett will come down to pick me up later. Go ahead! Don't let me keep you too long."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Vice President Mario Bennett?"
I nodded.
He smiled and went up without saying anything.
Seeing this situation, the receptionist was more than sure. She looked at me and said, "Mrs. George, don't take what happened just now to heart. I didn't mean it. This is my job. Please forgive me."
Daisy said grumpily, "Your job? What's your job? Your job is to receive and convey the message. First, you didn't receive us well, and second, you didn't pass on the message."
"You didn't pass on the message because we didn't have an appointment. It's not your fault, but the most important thing in your work is to receive guests. Not only did you not receive us well, but you also sneered at us. Why would the company keep a receptionist like you?"
After all, Daisy had been by my grandfather's side for many years and had more or less seen the world. She had a clear mind and sharp words.
The receptionist was speechless. She looked at me and said, "Mrs. George, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it!"
"Do you think it's okay if I apologized to someone after I killed him?" Daisy was angry and continued to argue a point to death.
"How could you be like that?" The receptionist raised her voice. "I've already apologized to you. Why are you so aggressive? It's Mr. George who has a mistress. It's your husband who found a woman outside, why vent your anger on an outsider? What's so great about having money?"
Her words attracted a lot of people. The more she said, the louder she became. "What a niggardly woman. It's no wonder that Mr. George doesn't want to take you with him. Miss Pearson is beautiful, kind, elegant, and human! You should know your limits. Perhaps you had played some shady tricks to marry Mr. George!"
The more she said, the more mean she became.
Daisy was so angry that she wanted to hit her. I stopped her and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble!"
There were people around taking photos with their mobile phones. If someone wanted to make a fuss with these videos, it would be difficult for us to control the public opinion in City P.
What's more, Dennis was going to expand the market here, and it wouldn't be good for him to get into trouble with public opinion.
"You let her bully you just like that?" Daisy glared at the receptionist and asked me.
I shook my head. "I'm fine!"
When Mario arrived and saw there were people around, he frowned and looked at me. "What happened?"
I took a glance at the receptionist and found that the girl, who had been eloquent just now, was at a loss and looked a little shy.
It was human nature to have expectations for beautiful people or tasty food. She must admire Mario.
Looking away, I shook my head slightly. "It's okay. Let's go!"
In the elevator.
Mario raised his eyebrows and said, "You know that Olivia is there, but still wants to go up. Aren't you afraid of feeling sad?"
I found it funny. "I will feel worse if I don't go up."
He found it funny, but when his eyes fell on my belly, his expression turned serious, and said, "It's about to give birth. Don't always run around!"
I nodded and asked curiously, "How did you know that I know Olivia was here?"
"The receptionist doesn't look well. I guess she said what she shouldn't." He spoke in an extremely calm voice.
Well, smart people always think in a different way.
In that case, I won't say anything more.
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