Sorry, I'm the Final Boss Now novel Chapter 36

This wasn’t Hannah’s first time at Starlight Group. Theobald had given her a tour before and had even registered her face in the company’s security system, giving her access to the private VIP elevator.

When she and her assistant entered the lobby, the receptionist recognized her immediately.

“Ms. Carter, what are you doing here?” the receptionist asked, her brow furrowed.

Hannah noticed the receptionist’s tone. The last time she was here, the girl had been practically vibrating with excitement to see a big star like her. Today, she was acting strangely. That woman must have paid off the staff, she thought.

She stalked over to the desk. “Is Mr. Scott in?” she demanded.

The receptionist blinked. “I believe so.”

Hannah lowered her sunglasses and glared at her. “Has any other woman been here to see Mr. Scott today?”

News of the CEO’s sister giving out two million dollars in bonuses had spread through the company like wildfire. Even though lower-level employees wouldn’t get a huge cut, free money was free money. Every group chat was buzzing with the story, recounting the dramatic events in vivid detail: how the CEO’s sister had ripped the rosary from his wrist, called him a love-sick idiot, and he hadn’t dared to say a word, even giving up his seat for her.

It was clear: the sister did not approve of Hannah. And that made Marguerite everyone’s ally. When faced with a choice between a stranger and the sister who handed out bonuses and wanted the company to succeed, who would you side with? The answer was obvious.

A direct confrontation between the two women would be juicy gossip, but the receptionist didn't want to see it happen. She could tell Hannah was a schemer, and she was worried Marguerite wouldn’t be able to hold her own. That's why she had frowned. She hesitated to answer the question about other visitors.

“Ms. Carter, maybe you should come back another day,” she suggested.

Hannah’s face darkened. “Who do you think you are, telling me to leave?” She shot the receptionist a final, venomous look, pushed her sunglasses back up, and strode towards the VIP elevator.

The receptionist didn’t dare to physically stop her; she was just a low-level employee caught between two titans. All she could do was post in the company’s secret gossip group chat, a leader-free, anonymous haven.

[Red alert! I think Hannah is here because the CEO ghosted her! Marguerite is in danger!]

My Bank Account Is a Lie: [Yeah, we can’t even get to the executive floor!]

Paper Stars: [Someone tell Anna! She can stop her!]

Reception: [I just saw Anna leave!]

Fragile Pineapple Heart: [Message her! Tell her there’s a family emergency and to come back NOW!]

The receptionist quickly sent a message to Anna.

[Anna, Hannah’s here. She’s on her way to the CEO’s office.]

Anna, who was driving to the nearest mall to buy gold jewelry, saw the message and immediately made a sharp U-turn. The entire company was now worried about one thing: when Hannah started crying and playing the victim, would the CEO be able to stay rational?