Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 249

After leaving Lithern Club, Trevon drove straight to the Wilson Group.

When the car drove into the Wilson Group, he got out of the car and strode past the front desk directly. A loud female voice echoed in the huge hall. “Mr. Wilson.”

Trevon looked at the front desk and nodded slightly at the employee who greeted him loudly and politely.

After Trevon entered the elevator, the other receptionist looked at the girl beside her as if she was a fool. “Why were you so loud: Mr. Wilson isn’t deaf”

Stella looked like nothing was wrong. “Didn’t the Wilson Group’s employee manual say that we have to greet a superior warmly? Do you have to be so careful? Mr. Wilson isn’t that terrifying. Look at how scared you are. Besides, we didn’t do anything wrong. If we lose our jobs by greeting him, this company wouldn’t be able to survive for long. There’d be no point in staying

When the other receptionist heard this, she shook her head helplessly. This innocent girl was too straightforward. “I really suspect that you’re the daughter of a wealthy family and don’t know the hardships of commoners at all. You’ve been a receptionist for several years already. Why are you still here?”

Most receptionists were also ambitious, but this girl particularly enjoyed being a receptionist. The manager had offered to help Stella transfer to the secretary department, but she never agreed to it. She only liked to work at the front desk. Her colleague couldn’t help but wonder if there was something wrong with her or if she was weirdly attracted to working at the

front desk

Stella didn’t agree with her. There was more than one secretary in the secretary department. They would surely be scherming against each other. There were also things that she didn’t like and couldn’t stand. She didn’t want to make things difficult for herself, nor did she want to change her worldview to cater to them.

Working as a receptionist was so nice. She only had to smile at the customers and her superiors every day. Wasn’t smiling the right way to live? Why did she have to live such a complicated life? “That’s because you don’t know the meaning of being a receptionist,” she said.

The other receptionist pressed. “Tell me what you’ve realized over the years then”

Stella had a serious expression on her face as she showed her colleague a standard and professional smile. Her smile, showing eight snow-white upper teeth, was so dazzling that the other receptionist couldn’t help but feel a little awkward, “Smile, smile, and smile.”

The other receptionist was speechless. She was sure that Stella had already lost her mind.

Trevon pushed the door open and walked into his father’s office. Meanwhile, Caleb was signing a document with his head down. He thought that his secretary had entered without knocking and scolded coldly, “Are there no rules anymore?”

Trevon smiled. “It’s me. Dad, you’ve been working hard.”

Hearing the voice of Trevon, who he had not seen for a long time, Caleb finished signing and put the pen back into the pen holder. He looked up at his son, who was standing in front of him, and noticed that his arm was no longer bandaged. Rachel had said that his son was seriously injured.

Now,

be that

something. Although Caleb never got to know his

still asked with concern. ‘Is your arm healed?”

reached out and looked at his palm. The scar was still there. It indeed

ceremony and instructed, “You can come back to

answered concisely. “Okay.”

so that your

chair out and sat opposite Caleb. “Not

grunted, “Okay. Don’t wrong Natalie though, and don’t act foolishly again. It’s not like she can only

know. But I

had talked so much. They only

down and chatted with

I have no choice but to talk.”

anything, but he couldn’t

love life. He was either teasing or encouraging him. If Trevon still couldn’t get it

tomorrow. If you want Jasper

over. Your grandfather and mother have been talking about it every day. They

“Okay. I’m leaving”

the door open, and left. Caleb watched his son’s back as he left and was relieved that he had changed. He was finally not an emotionless robot anymore. He no longer

office, Jim followed him in.

“Shoot.”

was standing in front of the French window, and reported, “Mr. Turner’s qualification

good thing. For Athana, there

of money from him and blocked his project deliberately. They were doing so because they didn’t know who he was. After all, Joseph was

his identity, some people might still be ignorant enough to not

a few minutes before instructing Jim, who was behind him, “Give the officer responsible for this a call and tell him that I have shares in this project too. Ask him

to himself, “Would anyone in Athana dare to ask you for money? They would be

of his men. If anyone wanted to stall. the project, he

responded, “Yes, I’ll

as always, and doing it in the name of Trevon was indeed very easy. Jim passed on Trevon’s words directly.