to show it. The receptionist gave her a warm smile and asked

lked away, the rece

CEO's office. She silently stood there for a few seconds

was made of frosted glass, and Viola was

me

voice from inside the room. The pain on her foot made her struggle to stand up p

ood citizen who has never held any grudge against you. D

ed the pen on his desk and gave her a

in anger. "Tell me, what do I nee

ack in his chair, his low voi

staring at him. "Apologi

e stood up from his chair and walked over t

e had a feeling that something unpleasant was going to h

going to call the police!" Viola

ldn't seem to break free. She ended up pa

hands and pressed her legs under his. Feeling

He then took his time drawing on her face until her neck wa

d shot him a cold glare. "W

threw a mirror at her. "Does t

mirror and looked at her face. The ugly

"The turtle you drew is not bad. Co

s she rolled up her right sleeve an

of coffee," Maynard order

ee? No problem." She thought

t allowed to cover you

bout to spit out blood the mom

ing that she still had an

arrying a cup of hot coffee. All the employee

ook out their phones to take a photo

e but to only walk as fast as she could and lower her hea

a huge sigh of relief. She then carefully placed th

ut in her mind, she had been cursin

contents into the trash can beside him. "You're here to in

sts and did her best

him, she angrily sat on the sofa opp

her notes before asking him, "Mr. Chu, d

rossed his hands in front of his chest. "I don't thi

ready turning white. She forced a smile and asked again, "Th

dinary journalist like you a private

h to hold back her anger.

inued to sneer at her. "I'm a foreign princ

d teeth. She had already asked him several quest

. "It's mainly because your ability

as mocking her. She gritted her teeth and tried her

er how hard

e something snapped inside of her. Her hands obediently followed her h