Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 693

Thinking of this, Minerva didn't have time to consider anything else, and she asked Pedro to turn the car around.

"Young Madam, do we turn around now?"

"Yes." She nodded with a serious face. She had to go to the school gate to check out the situation. If the reporters surrounded the school gate, would Beanie be affected?

When Pedro saw how serious she was, he immediately turned around and headed in the direction she had mentioned.

To Minerva's surprise, when she arrived at the school gate, she saw that it was surprisingly quiet. There was not a single reporter at the gate.

She was a little taken aback. The entrance of her company was tightly packed, yet there wasn't a single reporter at the school entrance. What was going on?

After giving it some thought, she said, "It should be fine now. Let's go to the Yardley Corporation."

"Sure, Young Madam."

After arriving at the Yardley Corporation, Minerva saw that there weren't any reporters under the building as well.

That morning, she headed to three different places, but only her company was packed with reporters. Why was it so?

Could it be that she was easy to take advantage of?

Somehow, this thought came to her mind immediately. It was probably because the reporters did not dare to provoke Maddox, and instead they rushed to her company.

"Young Madam, do you want me to call Mr. Yardley?"

"There's no need for that. I'll look for him directly. Mr. Lowell, thank you for keeping me company. Please go back and rest."

Pedro thought for a moment. Since Minerva was going to look for Maddox, there was no reason for him to stay here. Thus, he nodded and said, "Okay, Young Madam, if you need anything, just give me a call."

"Thank you, Mr. Lowell."

After Pedro drove away, Minerva entered the Yardley Corporation alone.

She did not notice that reporters were hiding in the dark, ready to come out at any time to start taking photos of her. However, the number of reporters there was still fewer than the reporters at her company.

All of them were hiding in the dark.

"Do you see that? You've all made the right decision to listen to me. Finally, she came. Quickly take pictures!"

"What the f*ck, why is the person so small? How are we going to upload this kind of picture? I can't see her clearly. Don't shake your hand."

"Are you blind? My hand is not shaking. Indeed, the picture is blurred, but you were the one who picked this spot, and it's so far away. How am I supposed to take a picture of her?"

"D*mn it!"

The group of reporters squatted far away from the gate and complained. "It's so far away. It's useless to take the shot. And we don't even have a head-on shot. D*mn! Why is Yardley Corporation so terrifying?"

Minerva didn't notice this when she entered the hall. She was familiar with this place, so it was easy for her to find Maddox.

However, she was not a member of this company at this moment, so she went directly to the front desk.

The posters had been left around the city for such a long time, and it was most likely that the employees of the Yardley Corporation all knew about her identity. There was even news on the internet about their wedding!

Therefore, when Minerva went to the front desk, the receptionist had just wanted to ask if she had an appointment, but when she looked up, she discovered...

Wasn't this Minerva? She didn't dare to ask anything else, and she directly greeted, "Mrs. Yardley."

Just like that, Minerva swallowed back her words, and she looked at the receptionist in a daze.

"How do you... know..."

"Are you looking for Mr. Yardley? I'll show you the way. This is the special elevator that the president uses. Mrs. Yardley, this is the fastest way. Please head in."

After that, she personally pressed the elevator button for her. When the elevator door opened, she whispered, "Please be careful, Mrs. Yardley."

The corner of Minerva's mouth couldn't help but twitch. "Thank you."

The receptionist suddenly widened her eyes in surprise, "Mrs. Yardley, you don't have to be so polite! Go upstairs quickly!"