"Do you have an appointnt?" the receptionist asked again.
David Garcia shook his head, "No."
"Well, our CEO Kingston is in a eting right now." The reception girl looked down at the executive schedule, "After the eting, he has an important project to discuss and needs to go to the club, followed by two video conferences in the afternoon."
She looked up again and said, "In short, his schedule is full today. If you want to et him, it will be at the earliest next Monday."
David Garcia knew Justin Kingston was a busy man, but he didn’t expect him to be this busy.
"Sir, do you need an appointnt?"
The receptionist smiled and said, "If necessary, I can help you register here and then submit it for review. Just wait for a call."
While David Garcia was in thought, the elevator door opened not far away.
Mia Lane stepped out in high heels, and as soon as she walked a few steps, she spotted that familiar figure.
Her steps halted, and she took a closer look.
It’s him...
Why did he co?
Seeing David Garcia talking with the receptionist, Mia Lane walked towards them.
"Hello, President Lane." The receptionist bowed respectfully.
David Garcia turned upon hearing and looked at the woman in front of him.
She had a pure and beautiful face, with exceptionally black hair and eyes, giving a unique impression.
"Hello."
Mia Lane’s lips curved upward, her gaze fell on the middle-aged man’s face, "May I ask who you’re looking for?"
Before David Garcia could answer, the receptionist quickly said, "This gentleman is looking for CEO Kingston, but he doesn’t have an appointnt."
"It’s fine." Mia Lane glanced at the receptionist, her voice gentle, "You can carry on with your work, I’ll handle this."
"Yes, President Lane."
"Mr. Dalton, is there sothing important you need to see CEO Kingston about?" Mia Lane’s sparkling eyes stared at him, "Is it convenient to relay the ssage?"
Seeing his hesitation, he didn’t respond imdiately.
She added, "I am his wife and also the Vice President of the group, my na is Mia Lane."
David Garcia was a bit surprised, "How do you know my last na is Dalton?"
"..." Mia Lane was montarily stunned, her mind racing, "Because we’ve crossed paths before, and... the Dalton Group is quite known in Riventhal, your portrait is on the official website."
With this explanation, it seed reasonable.
Faced with the woman’s gaze, looking into those eyes, David Garcia was montarily dazed.
The woman before him overlapped with the little girl deep in his mory... the eyes looked increasingly familiar.
"If you must see CEO Kingston, you can wait a bit longer." Mia Lane checked her watch, "The eting will be over in half an hour. Please co to the lounge with ?"
David Garcia found her eyes so dark, as if they had a vortex-like allure.
"Mr. Dalton?" Mia Lane called softly, noticing his distraction.
The man snapped back to attention.
"N-no, it’s not necessary." Suddenly mumbling, he quickly said, "There’s nothing important, I was just passing by. Since he’s busy, let him be."
Finishing his words, he didn’t wait for Mia Lane to say anything else and turned away to leave.
"..." Mia Lane hesitated, looking at the retreating figure, a faint bitterness spread in her heart despite the smile on her lips.
At such close range, she saw his temples turning gray.
She noticed his face covered with fine lines, marks of ti.
His back was still straight, and he walked energetically, but he indeed aged...
"President Lane," the receptionist, who had been observing her for a while, couldn’t help but ask, "Do you know this gentleman just now?"
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