Vivian planned to head back home. As she was driving, her mind was bothered with racing thoughts. Before she had even realized it, she had arrived at Finnick's company. She took a glance at her watch. It was ten minutes before the employees clocked out.
Since both the Finnor Group and the magazine company were under Finnick, they had the same knock-off time. Vivian got out of the car and entered the company building. The receptionist was one of the few who knew she was the president's wife.
Seeing Vivian's cold expression, she asked meekly, "Mrs. Norton, may I help you?" It seems like Mrs. Norton is in a bad mood.
All of the employees were aware that the president's office was surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere lately. Yet, they had no idea what happened.
Vivian cast a glance at the receptionist. "There is no need. Thank you." With that, she headed upstairs. Her presence didn't draw much attention in the office. The employees only knew that Vivian was a frequent visitor to their company, yet they had not the slightest idea of her identity.
Thus, they only took a casual glance at Vivian before they continued with their work at hand. Inexplicably, it triggered Vivian's negative emotions. Finnick could manage such a huge company and discipline his employees well, but he couldn't even take good care of his family. Our family life is a mess now!
Just then, Finnick's assistant came up to her and greeted, "Hello, Mrs. Norton."
Vivian nodded. "Hi. I'm waiting for Finnick."
Having studied psychology before, the assistant could tell that Vivian seemed reluctant to go to Norton's office. Thus, instead of leading her straight away to the office, she asked, "Do you need me to bring you to Mr. Norton's office?"
"There is no need. I don't want to disturb him, so I'll wait for him here." Hearing that, the assistant fetched her a glass of water before she clocked off. As the employers got off work, the office space soon became empty.
Vivian had waited for quite a while, yet Finnick was still nowhere to be seen. Finnick usually leaves the office on time. What's he doing upstairs in his office?
Feeling doubtful, she went upstairs and pressed her ears against the door of the president's office. Yet, she didn't hear any sound at all.
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