Chapter 72 Can't Live Without Her

Since my last visit, it seemed I'd been receiving special treatment at Skyreach Group. As soon as I arrived at the front desk, the receptionist greeted me with a respectful bow, "Mrs. Hawthorne," and swiped me through the access gate. Though I felt unworthy of the title, I accepted it. I took the elevator to the top floor. In the hallway, I noticed Kevin Lewis, President Hawthorne's assistant, on a phone call in the corner. He didn't seem to notice me. Though irritated, I reminded myself—this was Skyreach Group, not a place I could just wander into. Out of politeness, I decided to wait quietly until he finished, then let him know I was here to see President Hawthorne. I stood aside and overheard Kevin, his voice hushed: "President Hawthorne really isn't here." I wasn't eavesdropping on purpose—the silence in the hallway made every word carry. I was puzzled. Why was Kevin, the personal assistant, making such a secretive call? Then he said, "I let you in without permission the last few t