Chapter 154 Be Angry with Dennis


    I shook my head. "I''m fine. You go up first. Mr. Bet wille down to pick me upter. Go ahead!


    Don''t let me keep you too long."


    He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Vice President Mario Bet?"


    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 thepany 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 yed 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 red 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 nce 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.


    When the elevator reached the floor, Mario raised his eyebrows to signal me to walk along the corridor.


    "It''s the office of Dennis. Go ahead. I have something else to do."


    I nodded. "Ok, thank you!"


    "That''s my honor!"


    He returned to his office, and I walked along the corridor with Daisy. She looked at me and whispered,


    "ra, the receptionist is not suitable to stay in thepany."


    "It''s none of my business whether she is suitable or not. Don''t think too much!"


    At the door of Dennis’ office, I knocked on the door, but no one responded. I couldn''t help but raise my


    hand and push it.


    The door was unlocked and opened with a push.


    There was no one in the office. Daisy put the pastries in the living room of thepany, looked at me,


    and said, "I''ll go out for a walk and wait for you downstairs. You can talk to Mr. George!"


    I nodded. She must want to buy something.


    Dennis returned not long after, followed by Olivia. When he saw me, he was a little surprised and


    asked, "When did you arrive?"


    "An hour ago!" It hadn''t been long since I arrived at the office, because I had been dyed at the front


    desk for a long time.


    He raised an eyebrow and walked to my side, brushing the hair by my ear. "Why didn''t you call me?"


    I looked up and nced at the well-dressed Olivia, who was behind him. Then I said indifferently as I


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    looked away, "I called, Olivia said you were in a meeting!"


    He frowned and looked at Olivia with anger. "Interesting?"


    Seeing that he was angry, Olivia''s face turned a little pale. "Dennis, I''m sorry. I didn''t mean to touch


    your phone, but it rang several times. I thought it was something urgent, so I picked it up. I didn''t expect


    it to be ra!"


    After listening to her, I raised my eyebrows and said thoughtfully, "I only called once and it was


    connected." I looked at Dennis and smiled coldly. "You usually have a lot of calls!"


    Dennis frowned. "Be kind!" Then, he nced at Olivia indifferently and said coldly, "It''s gettingte. Let


    Marcus send you back!"


    Olivia looked embarrassed. She looked at me and said unwillingly, "Dennis, my dad asked you to send


    me back!"


    Dennis frowned. "When did I be your driver?"


    Olivia''s face turned pale and she couldn''t say a word.


    Feeling wronged, she was about to cry. "You know that''s not what I meant."


    "That''s what I heard!" Dennis was getting more and more skillful in taunting people.


    If I were Olivia, I would have copsed long ago.


    Olivia clenches her hands tight that her fingertips almost pinched in the flesh, and said with tears in her


    eyes, "Then I''lle to see you tomorrow."


    As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Dennis again and again.


    I looked at Dennis with his chin resting in my hands. "The receptionist downstairs said that your fiancée


    prepare to let you marry your fiancée?"


    He frowned. "Fiancée?"


    "Yes!" My arm was aching a little bit. I stretched out in front of him and he rubbed it consciously. I


    continued, "Shees here so often, and she''s pregnant. If she''s not your fiancée, who is she?"


    He looked a little angry and raised his eyebrows to look at me. "Do you believe it?"


    "Believe it or not, it''s not up to me!" I was very calm and had no desire to quarrel with him.


    He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. It was so close that I could clearly hear the voice on


    the other end.