NovelAppChapter 1038 She didn't have the energy to argue with Arabella any longer. The nauseating feeling was rising, and in her frustration, she spun on her heel and stormed off.
At this point, her friends were waiting for her outside the restroom, puzzled.
It seemed like Serena knew Arabella, and they appeared to have ssort of disagreement.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWas it due to the backstage incident that occurred earlier in the day? “No one bothered to tell| smell so bad!” Serena retorted, pushing past her friends and heading back into the restroom to freshen up.
Her friends covered their noses, “We didn't smell anything off. Did Arabella say you stank? Don't listen to her nonsense. You don't smell bad at all. Urgh, Not at all." Despite their reassurances, they kept their distance, merely standing by the entrance of the restroom.
Meanwhile, Arabella left Summerfield College and hailed a cab, heading directly to place.
Mya, still in shock, felt like she was being followed. She hurried back to her dorm, recalling the moment when Arabella hugged her and seemingly wrote something on her back with her fingertips.
She was too scared, too tense. She was dazed and had no idea what Arabella had written on her back.
She forced herself to calm down, grabbed a pen and paper, and attempted to tecall every stroke Arabella had made. After several tries, she was shocked to realize that the word was "Romeo"! Was Arabella trying to send a message to Romeo? Indeed, Romeo was influential, and there was nothing he couldn't solve. She had met Romeo in the past, but she didn't have his contact information.
What was she to do? Desperate, she searched online for the company's phone number and dialed it.
Mya listened to the automated message, finally hearing, “For operator assistance, press zero." She quickly pressed zero, holding her breath in anticipation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSoon, a sweet voice cfrom the other end of the line.
“Hello, this is the front desk of McMllian Corporation. How may | assist you?" “Hello, | have a phone appointment with your CEO. My nis Arabella.
Could you please connect me?” Mya knew that if she gave her real name, the receptionist would not pay her any heed.
Even if the call did reach Romeo, he probably wouldn't remember who she was.
“I'm sorry, but our company does not currently offer phone appointments.
May | ask who you are and when you scheduled a meeting with our CEO?" “Just putthrough to your CEO. It's an urgent matter. If it's delayed, you'll surely be fired! I'm not trying to scare you!" “Did you say your nis Arabella?" “Yes, | did." “Please hold on. I'll confirm this for you." Thankfully, the receptionist didn't give her a hard time. Mya breathed a sigh of relief and waited anxiously for the call to be connected.
At this moment, Romeo sat at the conference table, listening to the Finance Director report on the financial state of the month.
When Carl received the call from the front desk, he quietly said to Romeo, “Ms. Bella is trying to reach you through the company's phone line, claiming she has an appointment with you and it's an urgent matter" v
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