Chapter 385 The Uninvited Guest
Evelyn quickly caught on to what her daughter was thinking. “So what’s your plan?” she asked.
“Of course I’m going to pay a little visit to that jilted Henry and stir up some trouble for Eliza”
Pearls
A prestigious family like the Fosters cared deeply about reputation. Would they really just stand by and let their name be dragged through the mud?
At this point, they probably wanted Eliza dead.
Evelyn hesitated. “But that Henry… back in school, he was really close to Eliza. I doubt he’ll be on board with this.”
“That was back in school. What, you think their ‘friendship‘ still matters? Eliza publicly broke off the engagement. I refuse to believe there’s any friendship left.”
Naomi sneered.
Meanwhile…
Henry was still in his office, mulling over Mr. Felix’s command to “teach Eliza a lesson.”
Suddenly, his secretary entered. “Mr. Henry-”
Henry frowned. “Didn’t I say to knock before entering? What is it?”
“Apologies, sir. A call came in at reception. The caller claims to be an old friend and asked to have a meal. with you.”
“Who is it?”
Henry didn’t recall having any old friends.
“It’s Ms. Naomi.”
Naomi?
What the hell did she want?
“Tell her I’m busy.”
“She said it’s about Eliza. That’s why she wants to see you.”
When he heard it was about Eliza, Henry’s brows tightened. “Fine. Have her come here. I don’t have time to meet her elsewhere.”
“Yes, sir.”
Elsewhere, Evelyn was following Naomi into the Foster Corporation, muttering under her breath. “That Henry sure thinks highly of himself. Kid’s barely begun to warm the Foster family’s throne, and already he acts like a prince. Too proud by half.”
“He’s the CEO of the Foster Corporation,” Naomi said drily. “The fact that he agreed to see me at all is generous, What do you think I am now? Just some shameful mistress.”
Chapter 385 The Uninvited Guest
She laughed bitterly.
She knew all too well what people in their circle said about her.
They’d been waiting in the lobby for a while, but no one came down to greet them.
Af Pears
Evelyn, already annoyed, became even more incensed, “What is this nonsense? He couldn’t come down himself, fine–but not even a single employee to receive us? Doesn’t he know you’re Mr. Nathaniel’s woman? What a slap in the face!”
The receptionists deliberately avoided acknowledging Naomi’s presence.
Eventually, Naomi walked over to the desk. “I’m here to see Mr. Henry. Which floor is his office on?”
Without even looking up, the receptionist replied impatiently, “Do you have an appointment? No appointment, no meeting. Leave your number and come back another day”
Clearly, she’d assumed Naomi was just another nobody trying to climb the social ladder. They saw plenty of women like that—just wanting to make themselves known to Mr. Henry.
“I did call ahead. What kind of attitude is this?”
Hearing that she’d called ahead, the receptionist finally looked up–and upon seeing Naomi’s ruined face, immediately assumed she was some deranged patient.
Given that the Foster family ran a century–old pharmaceutical empire, desperate people came looking for help all the time..
“What’s your name and number? I’ll check the list. If everything checks out, you can go up.”
Though her tone softened slightly, it was still clear she looked down on Naomi.
“Naomi. And I don’t think I need to repeat my number, do I?”
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