His Wife Calls The S Chapter 79: The Little Fan Who Came to Stir up Trouble

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: The Little Fan Who Ca to Stir up Trouble

Chapter 79

The staff mber passed the ssage word for word to everyone inside the room.

"Who says I’m not here? I am Primordial! Let her go, don’t disturb us!"

A man next to him urgently chid in, he was none other than Primordial himself.

Dressed in a long white robe, sporting a vintage side-part hairstyle, slightly overweight with a bulging belly, he had a taste of a stand-up codian.

This was the source of Anders Spence’s disappointnt.

This Primordial was vastly different from the one he had envisioned.

He lacked the air of a scholar, not to ntion the appearance and deanor, they were all entirely different from his imagination.

He had even praised this person in front of Cherry Foster in the past.

Anders Spence and the General Manager each had their thoughts.

The General Manager spoke, "Teacher, since she is your friend, let her in. What do you say, Young Master Anders?"

Anders Spence did not mind having one more person, moreover, this person was a friend of the master. Influenced by the company one keeps, he must also be a person of talent.

"Let her in."

"Wait! Wait!"

"Teacher, do you have any reservations?" Anders Spence asked casually.

He did not understand, her friend was at the door, yet why was she not allowed in.

Primordial wiped away the sweat pressed by his glasses’ fra and laughed, "Young Master, you may not know, but I feel uncomfortable having peers watch

when I take on disciples. Just let it be. That, that staff mber, please tell the aunt to go back first. I will find her after I’m done here."

The staff mber was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. Hearing his words, she turned around and said, "Teacher, she isn’t old, looks about the sa age as ."

"The sa age as you?" Primordial was shocked.

He rolled his eyes and was montarily speechless.

"Teacher, is there a problem?"

Primordial wiped away his nervous sweat and said, "Oh, I was just thinking, where can a man in his fifties or sixties have a teenage friend, the person outside..."

The General Manager suggested, "Are you saying, the person outside is pretending to be your friend?"

A staff mber interjected, "Many mbers downstairs are clamoring to see the master, maybe it’s true."

The General Manager imdiately scowled at the two staff mbers, "That’s outrageous, you two, get rid of her at once, don’t let anyone disturb us anymore."

As the two moved to carry out the order, they had just reached the screen door when they both stepped back.

Anders Spence was suspicious and followed their gaze to the screen. The next second, Chloe Collins, who had walked in casually, ca into view. She had an air of nonchalance and wildness about her.

Anders Spence’s anticipation imdiately got deflated, and his eyebrows furrowed.

The General Manager’s eyes were also filled with disappointnt. It turned out it was just a young girl, clearly just a disruptive little fan.

Only Primordial wiped the sweat from his forehead, his whole person imdiately relaxed.

Anders Spence did not say anything, he didn’t even bother to look at Chloe Collins again.

He just gave an order to the General Manager, "Handle it quickly, I have sothing else to do."

The General Manager sighed imdiately and walked up to Chloe Collins, "Young Miss, today is not a fan et, you go back. Co again when we organize such an event, at that ti, our Teacher will give you an autograph."

"Ah --- no need to wait for another day." Primordial switched his standoffish attitude from earlier and beca friendly, "Give

the pen and paper, I’ll autograph for the young miss right now."

The staff imdiately handed over the pen and paper.