Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 498: Annoyance flashed openly across Collin's face as he answered bluntly, "I'm not interested in speaking with her."

Considering Carol's behavior at the banquet, he suspected today's visit would only lead to more headaches.

Dustin continued cautiously, "She brought a bunch of bodyguards, and employees have started gathering downstairs. At this rate, reporters might catch wind, and that would cause unnecessary trouble."

He then leaned closer, his voice dropping to nearly a whisper. "What's worse is that Carol knows your true identity as CR Corporation's founder. If she openly says anything inappropriate, and it reaches your wife's ears, things might spiral out of control." Collin's expression darkened further at the thought.

"I don't understand how the Lawsons-supposedly a family of manners and dignity-managed to produce such an entitled daughter. Since her brother can't handle her, I suppose it's my job now." With unmistakable authority, Collin instructed Dustin, "Bring her upstairs immediately before I start the meeting."

Moments later, Collin's assistant relayed the message down to reception.

"Miss Lawson, the founder has agreed to meet you upstairs," the receptionist said politely, turning toward Carol with a pleasant smile.

Immediately, a wave of murmurs broke out among the people who had gathered around.

"Wow, the founder is actually in the office today!"

"That's not the real news-the real news is that he's willing to meet with Miss Lawson!"

"This definitely means there's something special between them."

Upon hearing the receptionist's words, Carol couldn't suppress a satisfied smirk.

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Of course, she had known all along that the founder would want to see her.

After all, she was from the Lawson family.

The whispers around her only fueled her sense of pride.

"Got it," she replied nonchalantly.

Just as she was about to turn away, something crossed her mind. She shot an annoyed glance at the receptionist.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who kept trying to stop me earlier, weren't you?"

The receptionist stiffened, her face draining of color. "Miss Lawson, I was just following orders from my superiors. I meant no disrespect." Was Miss Lawson really going to hold a grudge over that?

The thought sent a fresh wave of panic through her, making her heartbeat quicken.

Carol scoffed, her sharp gaze flickering with amusement. "I told you-disrespect me, and you won't have this job for long."

The anticipation of finally seeing the striking man from the banquet again filled her voice with smug satisfaction.

"You'll understand soon enough. I doubt you'll even need to show up for work tomorrow."

With that, Carol tossed her hair back, smirking as she strode toward the elevator.

The receptionist, overcome with dread, felt her legs buckle beneath her, sinking weakly to the floor.

A sympathetic coworker quickly rushed over to help her up. "Don't panic. We'll explain everything to the boss."

The receptionist trembled, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm doomed."

A few other employees exchanged uneasy glances, sighing.

"As expected, the founder and Miss Lawson have been in contact for a while. Their relationship must be serious."

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