The receptionist waited until four p.m., when most of the employees were clocking out.
She was worried that the woman Madam Winter had brought to the office might have slipped past her while she wasn't looking.
She shuddered at the thought of Camilla's wrath, that cruel loan shark who made her family's life miserably. She didn't know what would happen to her and her father if she failed even one task for her.
'If only we didn't take that loan back then…' the receptionist sighed.
Fortunately, she was saved when she saw the red-haired woman that Madam Winter brought with her. However, the receptionist noticed something strange about her.
She had this… very confident aura in her, from the way she strutted, the way she lifted her chin, and her eyes looking straight in full glimmer. She might not have had the face of a supermodel, but she certainly had the confidence of one.
