Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 346

Having been instructed by Mason to come and get Janet, White Python did not expect to run into her right after he came out of the conference room.

Then, Janet took her time to walk up to him, saying, “Good management, huh?”

All of a sudden, it was dead silent as if something had just blown up.

At this point, they did not hear anything but the breathing followed by a hurried apology from the receptionist. “I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry. I didn’t know who you were. Miss Jackson, this way please.”

“Whatever.” Janet looked rather emotionless.

White Python then turned to the receptionist and gave her a cold look as a warning. Watching Janet’s ordinary look from behind as she walked away, the receptionist was still in shock.

Oh my goodness. Who the h*ll is this woman? Why does White Python respect her so much? How could I not have figured out who she was? Apart from Young Master Mason, there’s only one other person in the Lowry Family that White Python will bow to… Is that her? But Young Master Mason isn’t interested in women, is he? What’s going on? If Miss Jackson decides to bring this up with Young Master Mason, what am I supposed to do?

Recalling her attitude earlier, the receptionist was in deep regret.

off. Good deeds will be rewarded!” The

Jackson is here,” White Python bent

Mason’s face beamed and he could hardly contain his excitement.

of the conference room and brought Janet in.

Lowry Family Conglomerate’s office building, and the surroundings were not as magnificent as she thought

than surprised that this place looked like the study in the Lowry residence. The metallic tone of the room looked spacious and large, and to her, it looked more like a hall than a conference room. In the middle of the conference room was a meeting table and there was an electronic screen hanging in the air at the end of

made this place look somewhat like an

expect the inside of the

assistants saw Janet, the depressing

White Python bring her in? Why didn’t Mason stop him? Is she the reason Young Master Mason was distracted earlier? She’s in oversized sportswear and looks rather young—probably sixteen or seventeen years old. Is she Young Master Mason’s

that she had just become the center of attention in the conference room, and right

let me into his lounge. But

to the incredibly gorgeous face of Mason, commenting

calm and hoarse voice sounded out. “Come and