Chapter 1173
She was in a mess! Her outfit...
His eyelids twitched, and Wyatt was overwhelmed by an indescribable complex emotion. That time, however, he
stopped for merely a brief second before he withdrew his sight and strode away. The scene remained like a nail
in his brain, firm and leaving a deep mark. On that day, after a meeting, Wyatt picked up the files on the table
when his phone vibrated. He picked it up and saw a message from Waverly.
"Are you there? I'm passing by. Can | visit your company to validate my existence?"
With that, she added a pitiful "begging" emoticon.
Wyatt, who had initially had a throbbing headache and dizziness, burst out laughing. "Haha!"
All his heavy emotions seemed to be swept away!
He unlocked his phone and typed his reply, "Well, cover!"
Sending her kisses flying, she responded by saying, "I'll be there in 10 minutes]!"
Placing his phone on the table, Wyatt instinctively reacted by picking up the landline on the side. He dialed the
front desk's number before hanging up at once. "I might as well use this opportunity to test her abilities!" He
thought to himself.
On the other side, Waverly, who had settled her task, noticed the message. The gloominess on her face cleared
at once.
Mr. Johnson should be able to handle it well!
Taking a deep breath, Waverly shoved the phone into her pocket as she thought to herself, "In this way, | won't
have to trouble Harry. After all, it will be too troublesfor him to call the way here!"
With a lift of her foot, Waverly paused, her eyes slowly lowering to fall on her outfit. She then saw how plainly
dressed she was. If she were to be thrown into a crowd, others might not be able to distinguish her from males
judging from her business suit. That day, she had to attend the company's regular meeting, so she wore an outfit
distributed by the company, a rustic white blouse with a wide pair of black trousers, as well as a pair of coarse
and soft leather shoes. If she wore a vest, she would be no different from a waiter! "No! This set of outfits won't
work..."
After all, she had something to ask of him!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter anxiously pacing around, she fished her mobile phone out of her pocket once more. She searched the
nearest branding store on the map and chose one before heading in the direction of the store.
She hurriedly selected a new outfit and put it on. After reapplying her make-up and allowing her hair to rest on
her shoulders, she pinned two tiny hairpins atop her head. She checked the tand quickly went out.
Waverly dashed all the way to Sky Success Group and was stopped at the reception counter. "Miss, do you have
an appointment?"
What the receptionist said, coupled with the rolling of her eyes, ignited Waverly's anger. "D*mn! He's indeed not
a gentleman! | told him in advance, so can't he inform the receptionist that I'm coming over?" Waverly cursed to
herself.
Noticing the rolling of the beautiful female receptionist's eyes and her cold attitude, Waverly was pissed.
On the outlook, however, she flashed a gorgeous smile. Not only that, but she also lifted her head up high and
puffed out her chest. She raised her voice, which was tinted with a hint of arrogance.
"Oh, it seems that I'm indeed ugly. Mr. Johnson treatsto dinner every day, but you don't have the slightest
impression of me? Is it because you' re too preoccupied with work, so your brain is not functioning well? If you
can't handle your job well, | will remember to ask for instructions from your boss on how | should settle this
matter..."
Stroking her fair fingertips, Waverly
waved her hand in front of the receptionist's eyes, revealing the huge ring on her index finger, which had
becher, the "Black Widow"s symbol. If the receptionist were to be so illiterate that she could not read the
headline, she couldn't
blWaverly for being ruthless
then!
If Waverly were to encounter such a situation in the past, she would have probably sought a discussion and
asked for permission! After having been through all that, at the moment, Waverly's mentality had tically
altered.
In the past, she had always muddled
along with everything. She would rather suffer than deal with trouble, but right then, she didn't think so. Some
picked on the weak. If she took a step back, the trouble would not necessarily be appeased. It was like how she
had a hard tin marriage. No matter how cruet the Wright family had treated her and how harsh their words
had been, she would always make it clear to
Franklin in private, who would desperately try to cup with a suitable explanation. She would never get into a
fight and act in a rash. As long as he understood her and cared about her, she would rather suffer than make
things
difficult for him!
What did she get in return? His betrayal and humiliation from his family!
Back then, she completely understood that not everyone was kind, and not everyone was understanding and
rational. Right then, she wanted to be selfish, for herself.
If others respected her, she would make sure to return the respect! If others bullied her, she would definitely
make sure the other party paid the price!
Fortunately, she had a ring in her bag that day!
After talking in a coy voice, Waverly ran her fingers through her silky long hair before withdrawing her phone,
pretending to search for Wyatt's contact.
At that moment, she was putting on a show. After all, the women's face had tically changed, and she was
not willing to disturb Wyatt. After all, it would be less surprising if she did so!
Exchanging glances, the two
receptionists were somewhat
hesitant. Waverly could barely act on anymore so she tapped onto a
cl
phone in front of them, half showe
number and slowly swayed her
and half complacent as though she was afraid that they could not see it
clearly.
The two receptionists did not know Wyatt's phone number, but without a doubt, her action dispelled their doubts
at once. Before Waverly could withdraw her hand, one of the receptionists swiftly reacted by bowing 90-degrees.
"Miss Castle, please don't mind us. We're doing what we should do. How dare we stop you? The elevator is this
way. I'll bring you over right away!"
The other female receptionist cback to her senses and responded with a dry chuckle. "That's right. That's
right..."
"That's more like it. You'll seemore often in the future!"
Retrieving her phone and holding the bag, Waverly walked past the hall in her ten-centimeter white high heels,
leaving a trail of a lingering strong fragrance and bewildered faces of the receptionists behind her... She headed
straight to the top floor. Before knocking on the door, Waverly smoothed her hair, looking at the reflection of the
shiningly polished door.
"Cin!"
Waverly responded by slowly pushing the door open, her eyes landing on the upright figure behind the desk.
Seeing that there was no one else in the large room, the corners of her lips curled into a grin as Waverly trotted
over to him. "Honey, I'm coming!"
Rushing to his side, Waverly turned to the back of the chair and intimately placed her hands on his shoulder. She
tilted her head to the left before resting her chin on his right shoulder. She forced her head forward to his front
and wittingly said. "Well, | was stopped downstairs, so | had no choice but to increase my "strong" presence! It's
also according to your request. Is there any reward for me?"
At the thought of the agreement between them, he had mentioned one requirement, which was for her to be his
shameless and beautiful lover!
Although there was only one requirement, it had a lot of underlying meanings to it. First of all, she had to be
shameless. In other words, she should "doggedly pester him", so she had to take the initiative to make a move!
Moreover, it was needless to say that she was beautiful! If not, how could she attract him, a beast? That was
definitely not right, was it?!
In the end, his lover! How her title was fixed was to make sure that she did not hold any improper thoughts
towards him!
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