Chapter 935
Chapter 935:
The receptionist sprang into action, chasing after her while shouting, “Stop right there p>
The woman ignored the calls and picked up her pace.
The receptionist swiftly intercepted her, demanding, “Where do you think you’re going p>
“Please, I just need a moment with Mr. Barton. It’s about a critical project,” the woman pleaded.
“No appointment, no access!” the receptionist retorted firmly. After turning the woman away, the receptionist glared at Yelena, commanding, “You need to leave too p>
Yelena received the same dismissive treatment as the other woman.
As they were escorted out, the woman smirked at Yelena, remarking, “You should at least dress up if you want to meet Mr. Barton. With that look, he won’t give you a second glance p>
The chill of Kheley was biting. Yelena, wrapped in her bulky down jacket, was dressed for warmth rather than style.
Conversely, the woman, clad in a sleek, thin dress, chose fashion over comfort and now trembled from the cold, her skin dotted with goosebumps.
Yelena responded with a courteous smile, “Who knows? Maybe Mr. Barton likes my style p>
The woman laughed off the comment. “Whatever. But hey, when you meet Mr. Barton, could you mention my project? It truly is significant p>
Yelena observed the woman carefully. Appearances could be misleading, but could someone dressed so extravagantly truly be handling an important project? She looked less like someone handling business and more like she was here to charm her way into his favor.
Yelena asked, “What exactly is your project p>
Caught off guard by Yelena’s serious tone, the woman burst out laughing. “Did you really fall for that? Just who do you think you are? Mr. Barton won’t spare you a glance! My ‘big project’? It’s about catching Mr. Barton’s eye. I dressed up for him and he didn’t even look my way. Such a pity p>
Yelena, finding no words to respond, simply remarked, “How uninspiring p>
At that moment, Domenic raced downstairs, inquiring urgently with the receptionist if a woman had visited and requested to see Austin. Startled, the receptionist responded, “Two women came, but without appointments, I had to p>
Domenic interjected, dismayed, “That was a mistake! It’s freezing out there. If she gets sick, it’s trouble for both of us p>
Regret washed over the receptionist. How could she have known one of those women was significant to Austin?
As Domenic dashed outside, the receptionist pondered which of the two, Yelena or the other woman, was important to Austin.
While Yelena conversed with the woman, Domenic suddenly reappeared. Spotting Yelena, he approached quickly. “Miss Roberts, I’m relieved you’re still here p>
Yelena asked, “Where is he p>
“Still tied up with some paperwork. I’m here to correct a mistake,” replied Domenic.
Yelena responded with a smile, “Okay, I’ll consider your apology.” Domenic exhaled quietly, his anxiety easing.
The other woman, witnessing Yelena’s interaction with Domenic, became nervous. “Hold on, you truly know Mr. Barton? Why didn’t you mention that before p>
Yelena looked back with a smirk. “Didn’t you just suggest Austin wouldn’t take interest in someone like me?” She then turned and followed Domenic inside.
Observing Yelena’s entrance, the receptionist chuckled. “I knew it p>