At eight o'clock in the morning, Cherish Turner carried a life-sized inflatable doll to the reception of Griffith Group.
She took out her phone and made a call to the recipient listed on yesterday's order, but no one picked up.
Had she been played? Cherish couldn't help but frown. At that moment, a receptionist approached her.
"Hello Miss, who are you looking for?"
This woman, tsk! Marching around with a big box in this kind of place. President Griffith would pass through the lobby soon. It wouldn't be good if he saw that!
"Hi, is there a man named William Griffith here?"
She was looking for their President? What was this woman's background?
Unable to stop herself, the receptionist gave Cherish another look before speaking disdainfully, "May I ask who you are?"
"Oh, I'm here to deliver something to Mr. Griffith. He ordered an inf..."
Cutting herself off, Cherish quickly closed her mouth. After all, this was a very private adult product, and customers wouldn't want others to know about it!
"Um, he bought something and I'm here to deliver it!"
Upon hearing this, the receptionist found it hilarious. What could President Griffith possibly want for that he would order from an online store?
This woman seemed rather shifty. Perhaps she had a crush on their President and wanted to cling to him. As a result, the receptionist's attitude toward Cherish turned even more disdainful.
"I'm sorry, Miss, but there seems to be no one here that you're looking for. Please go somewhere else. This is an office building, so kindly leave and don't disturb our work, thank you."
Feeling anxious, Cherish thought, 'How could there not be such a person? Then she would have made this trip for nothing!'
Determined, she took out her phone to make another call!
Just then, a group of people marched in through the entrance of the office building. A few well-dressed men with earpieces moved in a well-trained manner. Behind them, an exceptionally handsome man strode confidently toward the elevator, surrounded by foreigners with similarly remarkable taste.
They were chatting in an unknown language, but the man's every move exuded an imposing air that demanded attention. It was as if, with his appearance, all other men around him paled in comparison. He alone had color in this world.
The phone call connected...
At that moment, the man's phone in his pocket vibrated. Annoyed, he didn't want to pick it up, but considering it was his private number, he decided to answer after nodding courteously to his foreign partners and pulling out his phone in a gentlemanly manner.
It was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello."
Cherish, who had been waiting for the call to connect, finally heard the voice on the other end and couldn't help but pause.
The deep, sexy male voice resonated in her ears and tugged at her heartstrings.
Such a strange feeling.
"He-...hello, hello..." Surprisingly, Cherish was feeling a little nervous and became stammered.
The male's keen intuition allowed him to spot the woman standing near the reception not too far away. The moment he saw her, his eyes darkened but quickly cleared up again.
Unaware that the incredibly handsome big boss had just been staring at her, Cherish returned to the phone call:
"Hello, Sir, are you Mr. William Griffith, by any chance?"
Without speaking, the man's gaze locked onto the woman in front of him, not daring to turn away for even a moment.