enjoyebooks Chapter 1346 - 1345: Shamelessly Seeking Out the Company
Chapter 1346 - 1345: Shamelessly Seeking Out the Company
No one believes that the culprit is now sleeping sweetly at home.Anne Davidson was discharged the next day, as she didn’t feel uncomfortable anywhere, just a bit weak.
Upon arriving at MC Group, she heard that Young Master Peary came to work today with a palm print on his face.
Anne was stunned.
Could it be that the photo taken yesterday drove Nia Mitchell crazy?
How else would you explain the slap mark on Maxwell Peary’s face?
Thinking of this, Anne frowned, not expecting Nia to dare to act physically; she wondered what Maxwell did.
"Hello, I’d like to see Mr. Peary."
Anne smiled as she approached the reception desk.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"No."
"I’m sorry, but without an appointment, we can’t let you in."
Upon hearing this, Anne wasn’t angry but remained smiling, standing there.
"You may not know me; I’m Anne Davidson. Just make a call; Maxwell will see me."
Anne was very confident, speaking as though she was on intimate terms with Mr. Peary.
Seeing her demeanor, the receptionist was uncertain.
Frowning, fortunately, she caught sight of Owen Lewis not far away.
"Mr. Lewis!"
Although unsure why this Special Assistant often wasn’t present in the company before, his identity indeed was as such.
Owen Lewis paused upon hearing someone call his name and turned to see Anne standing at the reception.
"Anne?"
Owen Lewis immediately frowned, surprised by Anne’s appearance here.
"Owen."
Anne gracefully walked up to Owen Lewis.
"I’m here to see Maxwell, but the reception stopped me."
"Does Mr. Peary know you’re coming?"
Owen Lewis’s meaning was clear: if he doesn’t know, then maybe you shouldn’t be here.
But even understanding this, Anne wouldn’t nod to it.
"He doesn’t know I’m coming; it’s a surprise."
This statement implied a special relationship between her and Maxwell Peary.
"I heard he came to work today with a slap mark on his face. Do you know about this?"
Just thinking about it made Anne super excited, as if victory was within reach.
How could a man tolerate his wife hitting him?
Especially leaving a mark on the face.
This is clearly a powder keg.
Hearing her say this, Owen Lewis felt Anne harbored ill intentions.
"I just arrived at the company and don’t know yet, but that’s Mr. Peary’s private matter. I’m just a subordinate, and discussing this isn’t appropriate."
Although Owen Lewis knew her, their relationship was still quite distant.
Seeing her demeanor, Owen Lewis would be foolish to say more.
"I’m sorry, I’m not going upstairs now; I have other matters to handle."
After saying this, Owen Lewis walked directly outside.
Witnessing Owen Lewis’s reaction, the receptionist now had some understanding.
Mr. Lewis hadn’t been at the company long, and he was originally heading upstairs when she called him.
Leaving now only shows he doesn’t want to take this woman upstairs.
Realizing this, the receptionist prepared for trouble, determined to stop this person.
Anne tightly furrowed her brows at Owen Lewis’s action.
"Owen Lewis, just because I’m Annie Davidson’s sister, please take me up."