Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 346


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 346


    Having been instructed by Mason toe and get J, White Python did not expect to run into her


    right after he came out of the conference room.


    Then, J took her time to walk up to him, saying, “Good management, huh?”


    All of a sudden, it was dead silent as if something had just blown up.


    At this point, they did not hear anything but the breathing followed by a hurried apology from the


    receptionist. “I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry. I didn’t know who you were. Miss Jackson, this way please.”


    “Whatever.” J looked rather emotionless.


    White Python then turned to the receptionist and gave her a cold look as a warning. Watching J’s


    ordinary look from behind as she walked away, the receptionist was still in shock.


    Oh my goodness. Who the h*ll is this woman? Why does White Python respect her so much? How


    could I not have figured out who she was? Apart from Young Master Mason, there’s only one other


    person in the Lowry Family that White Python will bow to… Is that her? But Young Master Mason isn’t


    interested in women, is he? What’s going on? If Miss Jackson decides to bring this up with Young


    Master Mason, what am I supposed to do?


    Recalling her attitude earlier, the receptionist was in deep regret.


    “Please don’t tell me off. Good deeds will be rewarded!” The receptionist prayed to herself.


    “Young Master Mason, Miss Jackson is here,” White Python bent down and whispered in Mason’s ear


    in the conference room.


    Upon hearing that, Mason’s face beamed and he could hardly contain his excitement. He then


    responded softly, “Bring her in.”


    Right away, White Python walked out of the conference room and brought J in. “Miss Jackson,


    Young Master Mason would like to see you now.”


    This was her first time in the conference room in Lowry Family Conglomerate’s office building, and the


    surroundings were not as magnificent as she thought they would be. Rather, it felt depressing and dark.


    Meanwhile, J was more curious than surprised that this ce looked like the study in the Lowry


    residence. The metallic tone of the room looked spacious andrge, and to her, it looked more like a


    hall than a conference room. In the middle of the conference room was a meeting table and there was


    an electronic screen hanging in the air at the end of the table.


    This unique design made this ce look somewhat like an underground meeting room.


    J did not expect the inside of the magnificent office building to look so dark.


    The moment the executive assistants saw J, the depressing atmosphere went away as their


    expressionless faces turned wide-eyed.


    Who’s this? How did she end up in the conference room? Why did White Python bring her in? Why


    didn’t Mason stop him? Is she the reason Young Master Mason was distracted earlier? She’s in


    oversized sportswear and looks rather young—probably sixteen or seventeen years old. Is she Young


    Master Mason’s younger sister? But we’ve never heard of the existence of a younger sister.


    At this moment, it came to J’s attention that she had just be the center of attention in the


    conference room, and right away, she felt embarrassed.


    This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    I thought Mason was going to let me into his lounge. But it’s his conference room? Really?


    She smiled and turned to the incredibly gorgeous face of Mason,menting politely, “I’m heading out


    now.”


    The moment she finished, a calm and hoarse voice sounded out. “Come and join us.”


    Since Mason was already firm in his decision to be with her, he felt that there was no need for him to


    hide it anymore. After all, she would be the future head of the Lowry Family Conglomerate.


    “Miss Jackson, this way please.” White Python bowed, looking irresistibly respectful.


    Whatever. I’ll just sit there and be on my phone.


    “Uh-huh,” J whispered and walked into the conference room.


    At this point, she looked up and found only one empty spot in the conference room, and it was right


    next to Mason.


    It was like Mason had known that she would be here.


    The moment she sat down in the chair, Mason instructed right away, “White Python, give her a copy of


    thepany information.”


    Everyone present was in utter shock.


    Why is he showing the internalpany information to an outsider? What’s going on with Young


    Master Mason?