Looking at the people walking in and out of the lobby, I asked the receptionist, "Does Miss Burton come frequently these days?"
The receptionist nodded and looked at my belly. Hesitatingly, she replied, "Ever since Mr. Roberts came to Jarold City. Madam, you are...?"
"I'm Hendrix's wife." Pointing at my baby bump, I smiled softly, "Soon, I'm going to give birth to our child."
Then, I brushed the lady's doubtful gaze aside and called Hendrix.
The phone only rang twice before it was picked up.
"Hello!" The flirtatious female voice was obviously not Hendrix's.
It was Andrea.
"I'm looking for Hendrix," I couldn't exactly say that I was uncomfortable with Andrea picking up the call. After all, it was normal for women to be obsessed with someone like Hendrix.
"He's in a meeting," Andrea replied, a little too triumphantly. "By the way, you're about to give birth, aren't you?"
I narrowed my eyes in displeasure and hung up the phone straight away.
Seeing my reaction, the receptionist scoffed, "Look, here's another woman dreaming of becoming Mr. Roberts' wife. You know, not simply anyone is worthy of him!"
"Watch your tongue! Who do you think you're talking to!" Minnie was so worked up that her face turned red. She took a step forward, wanting to argue with the receptionist.
Holding her back, I shook my head slightly. There were a lot of people passing by the lobby, and they were watching. Picking a fight in the lobby would be damaging for the company's image.
I lowered my gaze at the phone again, this time calling Josiah. The call connected immediately.
His voice was as distant as usual. "Arianna, what's the matter?"
"Are you in Jarold City?"
He replied curtly, "Yes."
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