Chapter 68 LAME EXCUSES

The lobby was silent as it was half past working hours therefore all the employees had gone out, heading to their homes except for those who are entitled for overtime…

Athena had just shoved her mobile phone back on her purse when she noticed that the receptionist was staring at her sharply. Her gut seemed to sense something wrong with the woman therefore she tries to enunciate a conversation while waiting for her husband's arrival.

Her eyes trailed on her face down on the person's chest to see her name plate.

"Martha," she muttered while staring at the latter. "Is there something wrong?"

The woman named Martha, glared even more at her and mused, "...why aren't you leaving yet? Do you want me to call the security and drag you out of the building, huh?"

"I'm not leaving." Athena muttered flatly. "Do whatever you like, I don't give a damn."

She went to the corner, dragged the spare swivel chair and latched her back on it comfortably, completely ignoring the arrogant receptionist.

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