He answered the phone with a simple hum and hung up after I finished speaking without asking much. I figured he might be in a meeting and didn''t pay much attention.


    ncing at the time, it was almost noon. I grabbed my bag and told Carol, "I''m going out for a bit. I''m going to visit Anson."


    After all, it had been many days since the incident with Trinity, and I hadn''t been to the Huffman residence in thest couple of days. Going to the capital tomorrow meant I wouldn''t be back for at least two days Being absent for so long seemed a bit out of character.Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    Carol quickly closed therge screen, nodding. "Sure. Are you having lunch there?"


    "Yeah, I just want to share a meal with Anson," I said casually. However, I wondered if Anson had been enjoying his mealstely.


    I could only do so much. I couldn''t delve too deeply into his feelings. I also had no idea if Trinity was currently safe or where she was.


    With a heavy heart, I took the elevator to the ground floor.


    Exiting the elevator, I noticed amotion at the front desk. Upon closer inspection, I became irritated. The confrontational Michelle was standing near the front desk, making a scene and arguing with the female staff.


    I was puzzled. Why couldn''t this woman just let things go? Now she''s targeted me.


    She spotted me from a distance before I could approach her. Striding toward me, she loudly eximed, "Hey, Chloe, your front desk here is way out of line. They lied through their teeth, saying you weren''t in the office."


    Then, she turned back to the front desk, pped the counter with a loud bang, and used the employees, "Didn''t you say she wasn''t in thepany? Who is this? Tell me who she is!"


    She assumed a self-righteous posture, finally catching an opportunity to counterattack.


    The lobby was crowded at this time, especially during lunch, as most visitors were leaving thepany.


    "This is simply outrageous. They''re lying through their teeth. I told them I was your ssmate and wanted to see you, but they still wouldn''t let me go upstairs," Michelle exined.


    "This isn''t a waiting room. It''s a


    appointment. How can thepany function normally if everyone can enter without proper procedure?" I sternly addressed her.


    I asked her with conviction, "Was thepany where you worked open to everyone?"


    She was momentarily speechless. With a self-deprecating smile, she said, "Chloe, I just wanted to see you."


    Seeing her overly fawning


    expression, I felt annoyed. Michelle


    had some nerves. Her words at the


    gathering seemed to vanish into thin air


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    "Speak up. What do you want from me? I''m in a hurry, so make it quick," I said, growing impatient.


    She pursed her lips and said, "Well... It''s not a big deal. I just wanted to invite you to lunch and take a tour of yourpany."


    I nodded calmly. "Alright, consider your wish granted today."


    I finished speaking and pulled out my phone to call Carol, instructing her toe downstairs.


    Michelle, looking bewildered, asked, "Chloe, what do you feel like eating? I''ll treat you today."


    Carol came down quickly. She walked up to me, not sparing a nce at Michelle. "Ms. Chloe, how may I assist you?"


    I pointed to Michelle and said, "Take Ms. Michelle upstairs for a tour. She has been eager to see ourpany."


    Then, turning to Michelle, I said,


    "Since you''re eager to see thepany, let Ms. Carol apany you. have a lunch appointment


    today, so I won''t be able to join you."


    I did not even bother looking at her expression as I walked decisively toward the building''s exit. She was truly persistent.


    Michelle shouted after me, "Chloe, why are you leaving when I just got here?"


    Without turning my head, I replied, "Go upstairs and take a look. Don''t worry, you''re in good hands with Ms. Carol."