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Chapter 200 Paul shivered, as he hadn't heard such a pretentious voice in a long time. By reflex, he turned his head to see who it was. When he saw who it was, he was stunned. Why was Maisy here? Joe glanced over too.
Seeing Joe looking at her, Maisy thought all that waiting was worth it. She approached him quickly, her high heels clacking.
"Mr. Martin, what a coincidence." She arrived at the hotel the previous night, but it was too late to go knocking on Joe's door, especially since he was staying in the presidential suite. So, she couldn't enter.
She had set an alarm for 8:00 am that morning. She had been waiting since then until she finally walk through the entrance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇty saw.
Joe She had already reapplied her makeup four or five times by then. Fortunately, her efforts paid off, as he appeared at long last There was a flicker of disdain in Joe's cold eyes. Paul, who was standing beside Joe, had keenly sensed his boss' disgust. He could tell that Joe disliked Maisy from the first the saw her.
However, Maisy seemed to be oblivious to his obvious aversion to her.
"Is there something you need, Ms. Williams?" Paul asked Maisy was somewhat displeased with Paul Couldn't he see that she was talking to Joe? Why was he interrupting? With a polite smile, Maisy said gracefully, "I think it's wonderful that I happened to bump into you here. There have been smisunderstandings between us in the past few encounters. I think I should explain myself and clear the air. I want to talk about Skylar too" Upon hearing that, Paul frowned. Was Maisy trying to stir up trouble again? Did she really think he hadn't. investigated her or her family thoroughly? He knew all about them, and so did Joe. Only Maisy was in the dark.
Maisy thought that she was the princess, and everyone would revolve around her. Her family, her parents, and her brothers all revolved around her. So, she assumed Joe would naturally do the stoo.
As long as she put in seffort, she would eventually have him eating out of her palm.
"You handle it," Joe said and went straight to the elevator.
Maisy wanted to stop him from leaving, but she couldn't.
"Mr. Martin, Skylar has deceived you!" she shouted anxiously.
She was sure Joe had heard her, but why didn't he respond to her? Chapter 200 After Joe got into the elevator, Paul looked at Maisy and said, "You can just tellwhatever you want to say. What did Ms. Sullivan do to deceive my boss?" Maisy bit her lip, feeling displeased. Had Skylar bewitched Joe or put him under a spell? Why wouldn't he listen to her? Judging from how Joe was giving her the cold shoulder, Maisy assumed that Skylar had been talking bad about her behind her back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Does Mr. Martin know that Skylar has a boyfriend?" Maisy asked.
Paul raised an eyebrow. He was curious as to what Maisy knew.m Previously she misunderstood him and Skylar. Now, she was implicating Joe. "What does that have to do with anything?" Paul posed a vague question.
"Of course, it matters! If Mr. Martin knew that Skylar had a boyfriend and continued to be with her wouldn't he be with hen have becthe the third party in their relationship? If he doesn't know about that, then Skylar has deceived him.
"Even if Mr. Martin only sees Skylar as a casual lover and nothing more, he still needs to know the truth. Moreover, Skylar is from the Williams family. If she did this, it would bring shto our family and embarrass us too.
"If she offends Mr. Martin, we will suffer as well," Maisy explained with a frown, her voice tight with impatience.