A few moments later, Amber received a text message that had Liam's office address written in it.
Liam's office was in the heart of the CBD, where every inch of the land is worth the price of gold.
The gleaming curtain walls shone with elegance as natural light reflected on them. Men and women who entered or exited the building were all dressed modernly and fashionably, looking sleek and confident.
Feeling a tad embarrassed, Amber lightly tugged at her clothing in hopes that she'd make the old and washed-out jacket appear a little more decent.
She never felt out of place at school; but as she came to such a fancy location, she became acutely aware of how miserable and shabby she was.
"May I know who you are looking for?" a lady at the reception counter stopped Amber in her tracks.
"Hi, I'm looking for Liam Croft," replied Amber with a friendly smile.
The receptionist started scrutinizing Amber from her head to toe when she heard the name of the person she was hoping to find. Her judgmental eyes skimmed from her old jacket to her worn-out leather shoes. Eventually, the receptionist who had delicate makeup on said with an unfathomable expression on her face, "Why are you looking for Mr. Croft? Do you have an appointment?"
Amber was rendered speechless.
"What could I want from Liam?
I'm here to sign a contract with him so I could pose as his fiancée and collaborate with him on a public relations stunt!" Amber thought to herself.
Seeing Amber stammering, the receptionist smiled contemptuously and went on to examine her makeup with a mirror on the counter. Then she purposefully made a loud declaration: "Oh my, liars can't lie nowadays. I guess anyone without talents or skills could easily be one!"
Amber was dumbfounded. "What! What did she say?"
She had never encountered such a humiliating situation before. Upon hearing the insult, she was enraged and her cheeks turned a bright red
.
An idea popped up on Amber's mind: I guess I could only behave more condescendingly in the face of such a conceited individual!
She took action by straightening her back and spoke authoritatively, "Lady, lift your head and take a close look! I'm Liam's fiancée! I'm here to talk to him about our engagement party tomorrow!"
At once, the receptionist's eyes widened in fright, and her mirror fell from her shaky grasp.
"You're telling me that this shabby-looking young girl is the same person as the girl in the news? The skimpily dressed Amber who has an amazing figure?" the receptionist couldn't believe her eyes.
"Oh, dear! She looks so different in real life! Indeed, she looks similar to the lady on the news and is pretty attractive, but how did she manage to capture the CEO's attention with such a scruffy outfit?"
In a daze, the
receptionist was still at loss for words. "For someone like her to become the CEO's mistress: it was unbelievable!
Amber held her head up high, appreciating the receptionist's shocked expression. "So, can I go in now?"
As the words left her mouth, she composed her posture, strode swiftly and confidently towards the elevator without sparing the receptionist another look.
The receptionist's gaze was fixated on Amber's figure as her fingertips danced on the screen of her cell phone. She was typing on it furiously, eager to spread the breaking news to the company's gossiping group chat: [Guys! Mr. Liam's mistress has arrived! She's about to enter the lift now!]
Suddenly, the gossip group erupted in a frenzy as the messages flooded in. [Is she going to meet Mr. Croft? I'll fetch him some coffee later!]
[I'll get Mr. Croft to sign the budget sheet!]
[As for me, I'll get confirmation from Mr. Croft on the location of the company's overseas trip!]
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Liam was on the phone when Amber was ushered into his office by his secretary.
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