His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 396

Tessa raised the file folder in her hand and said calmly, "Miss, I'm here on official business. It's not what you think it is."

Maisy scoffed, her expression laced with disdain.

"If it's official, why didn't you make an appointment? Don't try to fool me. I know all the tricks. Holding a file to make it look like business? That one's been used to death."

Tessa finally understood. Clearly, many women had tried using the "business excuse" to see Stephen. It was no wonder the receptionist was on high alert.

Instead of getting annoyed, Tessa found the receptionist's seriousness rather amusing.

She decided to tease her a little. "Oh? So my trick's outdated?"

Maisy curled her lips.

"Of course it is. I fell for someone using the same move once. Let her in, and I almost got fired. Thankfully, my cousin is one of Mr. Jacobson's executive assistants. He spoke up for me, or I'd have been out of a job.

"I kept the position, but they still docked half a month's pay. So don't even try it this time. I won't let anyone get past me again."

A laugh burst from Tessa's lips. She looked at Maisy, clearly entertained, and asked with a smile, "You said your cousin works for the CEO?"

"Yeah."

Maisy then added with a sigh, "I get it. Mr. Jacobson is very handsome and all the women love him. Honestly, you're beautiful too, but you're not really his type. He's got plenty of admirers. Neither of us stands a chance."

Tessa couldn't help but smile again. She never imagined someone would one day mistake her for one of Stephen's admirers.

"So what you're saying is, you're one of his admirers too?" Tessa asked with a laugh.

Maisy, completely unsuspecting, nodded as she replied.

She gave Tessa a quick once-over. "Of course, but at least I know my limits. I know I'm not good enough for him. But you're stunning. You could have any man you want. Just take my advice, and don't fixate on someone you'll never get. Mr. Jacobson already has Ms. Scott."

Tessa's smile faded slightly.

"Ms. Scott?"

"Hello?"

On the other end, Samson's voice came through clearly. "Ms. Yates, did you call me just now?"

Maisy blinked, her eyes still fixed on Tessa. "Samson, it's me."

"Maisy? Why is it you?"

Samson sounded startled. Then, realization dawned on him. "Wait… Is Ms. Yates at the front desk?"

"Yeah. So she really knows Mr. Jacobson?"

The moment she said it, Samson's heart sank.

This was bad. Very bad.