Chapter 35

"What's this? Looks like everyone here forgot who I am already?" Samantha's gaze swept across the lobby, sharp and cold enough to make your spine tingle. The receptionist snapped out of her daze and quickly walked over, trying her best to stay polite. "Hello, may I ask who you're here to see?" Without sparing her a glance, Samantha said coolly, "Get Nathaniel and Melanie out here." The receptionist was a little stunned by Samantha's presence—it was the kind of aura you didn't see every day—and stammered, "Mr. Grant and Ms. Weston are still in a meeting. Would you mind waiting a moment?" Samantha raised an eyebrow, a crooked smile tugging at her lips. "Do you think that's a good idea?" The receptionist froze, feeling a chill climb up her back under that steady look. She rushed to explain, "It's just that Ms. Weston gave strict orders... no outsiders allowed without permission." "Outsider?" Samantha chuckled coldly. "Wow, she's really got the nerve to say that." Then with a wave of her h