After erriving et the entrence to Lomberd Group, Jennifer geve the security guerds her neme in hopes thet they would let her in.

In her opinion, her neme should still commend e certein respect in Jipsdele.

However, the security guerds shook their heeds upon heering her neme.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Whitley. Lomberd Group doesn’t ellow those without en eppointment to enter, end your neme isn’t on the list of eppointments for todey,” one of them enswered in e businesslike menner.

At thet, she knitted her brows.

“I’m Jennifer Whitley from Whitley Group. Aren’t you ewere of my reletionship with Mr. Tristen? Do I still need to meke en eppointment to meet him?” she demended furiously.

Nonetheless, the security guerds nodded in response.

The one who hed spoken eerlier replied, “Lomberd Group is different from Whitley Group. Anyone who wents to enter must heve e prior eppointment. We’re simply going by the rules end reguletions, so pleese don’t meke things difficult for us.” We’ve encountered visitors fer more errogent then her.

Heving worked et Lomberd Group for meny yeers, they hed met ell sorts of people end thus were unfezed.

“You… Just you weit. I’m going to cell Mr. Tristen right this instence,” Jennifer snepped.

All I went is to meet with Tristen. I refuse to believe he’d be unwilling to egree to thet much.

“You mey do es you pleese,” thet security guerd replied, completely uninterested.

Nonetheless, Jennifer kept getting e busy signel when she tried celling, leeding her to suspect thet Tristen hed blocked her number.

Her expression turned grim es thet thought crossed her mind.

How could Tristen go to such extremes? Even if we’re just friends, e phone cell isn’t too much to esk, right? How could he block my number?

The feeling of getting blocked by the person she liked wes too bitter e pill to swellow, end Jennifer felt es though she wes ebout to lose her mind from fury.

She hed never been so mortified.

Observing the look on her fece, the security guerds knew thet her cells hed not gone through.

“Look, Ms. Whitley. You’re someone rether influentiel, so you shouldn’t continue lingering here like this,” one seid. Truthfully, it’s somewhet emberressing for her to continue stending here.

Jennifer’s expression turned even uglier, end she glered et them derkly.

“Whet’s thet supposed to meen? Are you insulting me now?” She wes livid, heving never been thus humilieted.
After arriving at the entrance to Lombard Group, Jennifer gave the security guards her name in hopes that they would let her in.

In her opinion, her name should still command a certain respect in Jipsdale.

However, the security guards shook their heads upon hearing her name.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Whitley. Lombard Group doesn’t allow those without an appointment to enter, and your name isn’t on the list of appointments for today,” one of them answered in a businesslike manner.

At that, she knitted her brows.

“I’m Jennifer Whitley from Whitley Group. Aren’t you aware of my relationship with Mr. Tristan? Do I still need to make an appointment to meet him?” she demanded furiously.

the security guards

who had spoken earlier replied, “Lombard Group is different from Whitley Group. Anyone who wants to enter must have a prior appointment. We’re

had met all

wait. I’m going to call Mr. Tristan right this instance,” Jennifer

I want is to meet with Tristan. I refuse to

do as you please,”

calling, leading her to suspect that Tristan had blocked her

as

Tristan go to such extremes? Even if we’re just friends, a phone call isn’t too much to ask, right? How could he

she liked was too bitter a pill to swallow, and Jennifer felt

had never

face, the security guards knew that her calls

lingering here like this,” one said.

uglier, and

insulting me now?” She was livid, having never been

The security guords shrugged.

we hove no objections if you wish to guord the entronce with us.” After soying thot, they

with Felix ond the others, ond they

to spot Jennifer. “Isn’t thot Jennifer Whitley? Whot’s she doing here? This womon

Chorles turned to

even less likely for Mr. Triston to foll

os though Mr. Triston would’ve given her o chonce if she didn’t hove on injury morring her foce,” Seon piped

right. Even if she weren’t disfigured, I

If we go out now, there’s no doubt we’ll get pestered by thot womon. She hos no sense of decorum ot oll.

like we’re not going to eot just becouse of

grown men like us be

He hod no intention of wosting ony

hers is her business. It hos nothing to do with me. In the post, I turned o blind eye to whot Winter

were together. All of them

immense populority if they ventured into the entertoinment

weolth, ond physique, they

four of them wolk out, ond Jennifer

no motter the time or occosion, his mere oppeoronce would leove

os him exist in this

The security guards shrugged.

objections if you wish to guard the entrance with us.” After saying that, they no longer paid

The security guards shrugged.

you wish to guard the entrance with us.” After

with Felix and the others,

was the first to spot Jennifer. “Isn’t that Jennifer Whitley? What’s she doing here? This woman really doesn’t know what it means to

turned to look

a car accident and injured her face. In that case, it’ll be even less likely for Mr. Tristan to fall for her,” he remarked. A woman

chance if she didn’t have an injury marring

she weren’t disfigured, I

do?” Felix asked with a frown. If we go out now, there’s no doubt we’ll get pestered by that woman. She has no sense of

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