chapter1582

Hearing the question, Thalassa also turned her head to lock at Donovan, sharing the same puzzled expression.

"Your designs, one bought by the Crawley Group, the other by the Sinclair Group. You're both in charge of crucial communication. If not you, then who should greet them?" Donovan's reasoning was indisputable

However, she was always good at finding a different angle to argue from "We're designers, not part of the hospitality team. Find someone else," she said with firm resolve

Donovan's demeanor softened, almost pleading as he smiled at her. "Come on, it's because of your brilliance that the company got to work with both the Crawley Group and the Sinclair Group. You're our lucky charm. When we have important guests, of course, it's more presentable to have our lucky charm greet them."

She rolled her eyes at Donovan. "Lucky charm, huh? Seems like you've forgotten who wanted to fire me before.”

Donovan was the type to change his stance with the wind, a trait she disliked, but since he was her boss, she'd been tolerating him while keeping a pleasant facade.

Now. seeing Donovan trying to charm her into welcoming the Crawley Group, she was disgusted and despised him even more.

". you're not ane to hold grudges, right? I was wrong before, and I apologize. If I ever talk about firing you again, I'll step down as manager myself!" Donovan stood up straight, making a solemn promise.

Before she could respond, Donovan added, "Miss, our little lucky charm, the representatives from the Crawley Group and the Sinclair Group will be here any minute. Please, just agree to welcome them..."

Neglecting the representatives of the Crawley Group and the Sinclair Group was akin to offending both entities, a mistake Donovan could not afford.

Being called ‘Miss’ by Donovan made her feel somewhat satisfied; she wasn't trying to make things difficult for him intentionally, but she couldn't stand his bullying demeanor.

Besides, she didn't want to lose her job. With a child to support and bills to pay. she couldn't afford to be petty. "Alright, let's go greet them,” she conceded, knowing when to pick her battles.

She stood up, and Thalassa did too. Thalassa had recently joined the company and wasn't as familiar with everything yet, so she'd been following her lead.

Since she had agreed, it was natural for Thalassa to agree as well. In the company lobby, the reception staff were already in place, lined up neatly, each person attentive and cautious

She and Thalassa had just arrived when the guests did.

Leading the greup was Alaric, dressed in awhite shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, ~~ revealing oned arms. The top two buttors 5 of his shirt were undone, offering a glimpse of his masculine altdre. oF

He was the epitome of rugged charm! As soon as he arrived, the female employees lining the sides couldn't keep their eyes off him, their gazes following Alaric’s every move

Some couldn't even manage to hide their adoration, openly swooning over him.

Alaric caught the looks from the corner of his eye, his lips curving into a mischievous smirk, clearly pleased with the effect he had. Following him was David, dressed in a black shirt and trousers, the typical attire of someone from Lysander's professional circle, all in black. Standing next to Alaric, David seemed quite ordinary.

Seeing Alaric made her breath catch slightly, her nervousness palpable.

Just that rriorning, she had rejected. Alaric's advances, and now XN encountering himina professional se ting, she couldn't help butmix personal feelings with work:

Just the sight of Alaric, with his charming bad-boy vibe, made her heart flutter uncontrollably.

She instingtively stepped back, only. to have her hand caught. Turning. around, she met Thalassa's = encauraging gaze, urging herto hold her ground and not to run away.