Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 495

A beloved cutie arrived at the company, accompanied by Anthony's mother. Everyone eagerly crowded around, and though some hesitated to approach and greet, they still wore their brightest smiles and waved their hands.

However, Wendy harbored an inexplicable notion— she wanted to escape!

Her mind felt foggy, consumed by an idea...

But why?

That was Mr. Anthony's mother. She was the one who broke Anthony's watch. Although Anthony might be upset, his mother was an elderly woman, maybe she would be more understanding...

If Wendy were to step forward and apologize, and Bettany was to forgive her, then Anthony might not be angry anymore.

Wendy had the intention to approach her, but as soon as she lifted her legs, she ended up fleeing instead.

Lilly sneered, "Who's that lady?"

Bettany overheard Lilly and turned to look.

Amidst the crowd, the young girl spotted her immediately.

"What's wrong with her?" Bettany asked the receptionist who was leading the way.

The receptionist glanced over and respectfully replied, "She's a new intern from the customer service department named Wendy,"

Bettany nodded and instructed, "Can you tell her to come here?"

The receptionist was puzzled. Had Wendy and Bettany already met? Why did Bettany call her over after looking at her?

Wendy had gained a reputation for being clumsy and bursting into tears whenever she encountered trouble, a perception that had spread throughout several departments. Everyone assumed she had secured her position by crying, but now it seemed that things were not as they appeared.

With lingering doubts, the receptionist made her way to find Wendy.

On the top floor...

Wearing a somber expression, Anthony said, "I'll have it repaired tomorrow, you may leave!"

Charlie observed that despite his unhappiness, Anthony managed to maintain his composure.

It seemed that ever since Lilly joined the Crawford family, their boss, Mr. Anthony's temper had improved.

"Yes, sir," Charlie replied hastily, fearing that Anthony might change his mind.

However, just as he was about to leave, he received a call informing him that Bettany had arrived.

He promptly returned to Anthony's office and informed Anthony, "Mr. Anthony, Mrs. Crawford is here,"

Anthony looked up and responded, "Please bring her here,"

Charlie added, "Miss Lisa is also here,"

Anthony paused for a moment, then remembered that Charlie had mistaken Bettany for Lisa. He simply nodded and said, "Yes."

Charlie was about to leave when he remembered, "Oh, by the way, Little Miss Crawford is also here."

Anthony stood up and shot him a cold and piercing gaze. "Next time, let's get straight to the point,"

With those words, he put on his watch and walked out with long strides.

Charlie was taken aback, thinking the main focus should have been on Bettany.

After all, she was his mother!

Tsk tsk, what a spoiled girl—although Miss Lilly isn't Mr. Anthony's biological daughter, their bond was closer than that of a father and daughter.

Downstairs...

The crying spirit, desperately trying to control Wendy and make her flee, breathed a sigh of relief and scurried away.

Her essence grew weaker as she rested upon Wendy's head, greedily siphoning energy.

Invisible dark energy continuously emanated from Wendy's body, one end connecting to the crying spirit while the other attached to Wendy's neck.

If someone were able to see it, they would witness a malignant spirit lying behind Wendy sucking her bad aura as if savoring a drink.

Recalling the events that led up until that point, Wendy pondered on them and inexplicably felt the urge to cry once again.

"I'm so foolish, incapable of doing anything right," she whimpered softly. "I don't even dare to approach Bettany and apologize... I'm truly worthless,"

"Everyone in the company hates me. Despite my hard work, their hatred towards me only grows, and they keep mistreating me," Wendy spoke to herself through her tears. "Why is this world so unjust..."

She blamed herself and sought solace in a secluded corner, shedding tears in secrecy.

The more she cried, the more the crying spirit fed on her.