"No." July Quinn lowered her head, posting on her social dia.
"Then did you make an appointnt?" the receptionist asked again.
"No!"
"Well, I’m sorry, but we’ll have to ask the security team to escort you out."
After saying that, the receptionist actually called the security team.
"Yes, over by the elevator, there’s soone causing a disturbance, take her away."
July Quinn naturally realized she was the "person causing a disturbance."
At this point, she had to put away her phone and sternly said, "I’m not causing trouble. Kyle Keaton is my man, do I need an invitation and appointnt to see him?"
"I see at least a hundred won each month, dressed beautifully like you and claiming to be President Keaton’s woman. If I let each one up, I’d have lost my job by now."
The receptionist took an instant dislike to July Quinn at first sight.
Because July Quinn’s face was just too beautiful.
For those working as receptionists, beauty is their standout feature.
Usually, they are the most confident about their looks, as long as July Quinn doesn’t appear, they remain the most beautiful sight in the company.
If they could catch President Keaton’s eye, or the attention of big clients dealing with Keaton Group, they could ascend socially and live a high life.
But once July Quinn appeared, it was hard for anyone not to be drawn to her.
With all this, who would even notice them?
Thus, the receptionist just wanted to quickly get July Quinn out of Apex Tower.
"Then wait and confirm with your President Keaton yourself." July Quinn isn’t the type of romance novel heroine who keeps everything bottled up.
So while posting on social dia earlier, she had already ssaged Kyle Keaton, telling him she’d arrived at Apex Tower and was stopped by the reception.
Though Kyle Keaton hadn’t replied, July Quinn noticed the numbers on the executive elevator were descending from the top floor...
"Have President Keaton personally confirm? Do you think our President Keaton has nothing better to do than flirt around like you?"
However, just as the receptionist finished speaking, there was a "ding" from the executive elevator.
The elevator doors opened.
A man dressed in a bespoke suit, looking dignified, briskly walked in their direction, followed by Thomas Grant.
"President... President Keaton?"
The receptionist was taken aback.
Is President Keaton really here?
Is this woman really President Keaton’s woman?
No... that can’t be it.
She’s worked at Apex Tower for several years and never heard of any woman catching President Keaton’s eye.
Yeah, it must just be a coincidence.
But before she could finish her ntal consolation, she saw Kyle Keaton walk over to July Quinn and affectionately wrap his arm around her waist, "Didn’t you say you were aiming to make sixty million today?"
Yesterday, when July Quinn went back to The Donovan Family with Richard Donovan, Kyle Keaton was already a bit downcast.
Then last night, he heard that Old Master Donovan had assigned two tasks to July, and for one of these tasks, July couldn’t see him today, putting Kyle Keaton in an even worse mood.
As a result, he was sulking all day, annoyed by everyone he saw.
No matter how much he vented at everyone, it didn’t ease his displeasure.
In fact, Thomas Grant, who bore the brunt of his irritability, nearly burst into tears upon seeing July Quinn.
"Madam, thank goodness you’re here."
July Quinn gave Thomas Grant a slight nod and smile.
But she was cold as ice to Kyle Keaton, even pushing away his hand from around her waist, "Oh, isn’t this President Keaton?"
Kyle Keaton: "..."
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