Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246 

Leanne stared blankly as the magician pulled a small tabby cat out of his hat, her patience wearing thin. 

“Just go.” she said. 

He tentatively asked, “You mean, you will leave too?” 

Leanne stood up. “Yeah.” 

The magician, who had never faced such a challenge in his career, quickly packed his props, tucked the cat under his arm, and headed for the door. 

The cold, grey hue of the skyscrapers in the business district seemed almost alienating, with only a few well-dressed city folks hurrying by, some sipping on their coffees, others glued to their smartphones. 

Leanne hailed a cab to ElitePinnacle. The receptionist, the same young lady as last time, recognized her instantly. After all, Leanne’s distinct appearance and aura made her stand out in any crowd, leaving a lasting impression. 

“Hello.” 

“Is Curtis around?” Leanne inquired. 

“Yes, yes, of course.” 

Remembering their last encounter, the receptionist treated Leanne with the utmost respect, not asking if she had an appointment, and she even escorted Leanne to the elevator, swiping her access card with a smile, and wished her well as she went up. 

Leanne wondered if Curtis was that excited to see her. 

It was her first time upstairs. ElitePinnacle occupied a grand eight floors in the middle of the building. 

Upon reaching Curtis’ floor, the vast floor-to-ceiling windows offered a bright view of the busy office landscape. 

Caleb was instructing his secretary when he spotted her, momentarily stunned before quickly approaching. 

“Mrs. Richardson.” 

“Is Curtis inside?” Leanne cut to the chase. 

“Mr. Richardson is at the meeting with some executives, but it should be wrapping up soon. If you could wait just a moment …” 

Before Caleb could finish, Leanne walked past him, heading straight for the door without 

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the slightest hesitation or courtesy to knock, pushing it open. 

Mid-discussion, the executives looked up in confusion at the unannounced arrival. 

In all of ElitePinnacle, no employee dared to barge into the CEO’s office unannounced, especially not with such striking beauty and cold demeanor. Her presence was breathtaking and intimidating. 

Mistaking her for a naive employee overstepping boundaries, one of the vice presidents scowled. “Which department are you from? Since when can anyone just barge into the 

CEO’s office?” 

A lazy voice from a sofa against the window answered. “She can.” 

The vice president was confused. 

Curtis gave him a look. “She’s from the boss’ side.” 

The vice president had nothing to say in response. 

He vividly remembered their ruthlessly efficient CEO, who had created a legend on Bullion Boulevard, shamelessly asking before everyone, “Think of a way to make Leanne talk to