NovelAppThe cars behind them all cto a halt too.
The sky was painted black.
The night was aglow with the dazzling city lights.
Dragon Group's branch office was as grand as the head office.
The outside of the building was made of glass. It towered over the other buildings around it, looking exceptionally spectacular in the moonlight. There were security guards on either side of the main entrance. They were standing as rigid as poles, dedicatedly guarding the building.
Xyla Quest's bodyguards got out of the cars before her.
After that, they lined up in two rows beside the car and hung their heads respectfully.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtXyla fixed her high ponytail before getting out of the car carefully. She crossed the busy road and headed straight to the company's main entrance.
Just as she was about to enter the building, the four security guards at the entrance stood in her way and stopped her from going inside.
The four of them were pure Country Y-ians, with blonde hair and blue pupils. They were tall and buff. They formed a huge wall in front of Xyla as they stood together.
"Miss, may I know who you are?" one of the security guards asked coldly in French.
"I'm Stanley Batton's wife," Xyla replied.
The security guard frowned. "You're the nth woman who claims to be his wife this year." The other three security guards laughed sarcastically next to him.
"I'm the young mistress. I'm serious," Xyla said again.
"We don't believe it..." The security guard shook his head.
Having no other choice, Xyla nodded helplessly.
"Sorry, miss, you can't go in here. Please leave," he insisted.
Right at this moment, a group of blonde female employees cout of the building.
One of them snorted in disdain when they overheard the conversation between Xyla and the security guards. "Here comes another girl who tries to sneak into our company by pretending to be the young mistress. I wonder where their confidence comes from. Pfft." "I know, right? These ladies are shameless." Another employee sneered.
Instead of rebuking them for their harsh comments, Xyla took out her phone and called Stanley Batton. "Hubby, I'm at your company's main entrance, but I'm not allowed to go in." "Are you in Country Y?" Stanley sounded excited.
"Yeah." "Hold on. I'm coming." Then, he hung up the phone.
Initially, Xyla wanted to surprise Stanley by running straight into his office.
Too bad, her plan failed because the security guards here were too strict.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Hahaha... Their tricks are all the same..." Apparently, one of the female employees could understand English. She could not help but roll her eyes when she heard what Xyla said. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
The few of them stopped in their tracks to see how Xyla would make a monkey out of herself.
The four security guards were unhappy about Xyla's stubbornness. Their faces all clouded over.
"Miss, please get out of here. Don't try to play tricks on us," another bodyguard demanded in French.
The female employees could not help snickering at her, their eyes full of disgust.
Xyla did not bother to argue with them. She remained rooted to the ground with her mouth shut, waiting for Stanley to cdown and prove them wrong. "Please leave now," yelled the security guard on the far left.
Xyla ignored them and played with her phone.
"What a b*tch. I bet she's trying to divert the guards' attention by playing her phone so she can sneak into the building when they're not looking at her. That's what all the girls did in the past, right?" "I guess so. Hahahaha... I love seeing these people playing silly tricks." "She's pretty good-looking, but her intelligence is... Well, well..."
The female employees kept throwing suspicious glances at Xyla as they whispered among themselves in French. Like RICH WOMEN? These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming* these rich women will persue you.
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