You’re fired

Maria drove the Maserati that Charles gave her to Glory Group.

She knew that Charles went to the company early in the morning. She was eager to see him, so she had to drive to the company to find him.

Maria parked the car on the side of the road. She opened the car door, jumped out, and ran towards the company lobby in a hurry.

After running in, she immediately stopped and frustratingly slapped herself on the head.

She had been with Charles for so long, but this was the first time she had come to Glory Group, and she never asked which floor Charles' office was on...

Helpless, she could only walk towards the front desk.

"Hello, may I ask which floor Charles' office is on?"

Upon hearing this, the receptionist looked up and saw Maria’s flawless and beautiful face. She envyingly pursed her lips, "Do you have an appointment?"

"Huh?"

Maria was slightly stunned and asked, "An appointment?"

"Tsk..."

The receptionist looked at Maria with disdain and rolled her eyes. "Come on, bumpkin. Don't yo