The woman was startled by Christine White’s appearance and subconsciously took a step back, “Yes … Yes.”
Christine White clenched her fists, “What’s the name of your boss’s wife?”
“Mrs. …” Aunt Lucy wondered how Christine White could ask that question and couldn’t help but call out to her.
Christine White shook her head at Aunt Lucy, signaling her to hold her tongue for a moment before her gaze went to the woman again and she asked again, “Say, what’s your wife’s name!”
“Christine White,” the woman replied.
At those words, Christine White didn’t feel which bit happy, instead, her small face was still getting colder and colder, “You said that the woman who is now in your president’s office is called Christine White?”
“Yeah.” The woman nodded.
Aunt Lucy was furious and pointed at her and yelled, “That’s nonsense, the real Christine White is clearly …”
“Okay Aunt Lucy,” Christine White pulled down Aunt Lucy’s hand, her voice was cold and scanty, “She’s just an employee, you don’t need to be angry with her, let’s go, we’ll go up, I also want to see what reaction that woman who calls herself Christine White’s woman, seeing me, the real Christine White, what exactly is her reaction.”
With that, he took his pass out of his bag and swiped it on the elevator’s sensor.
The elevator door opens and Christine White pulls Aunt Lucy inside.
The women outside had their eyes glazed over when they saw that they actually had passes to the president’s elevator.
“This … What the hell is going on here?” The woman scratched her head in confusion.
In the elevator, Aunt Lucy’s fire hadn’t dissipated and her face was full of irritation, “Ma’am, that woman impersonating you, that wouldn’t be Molly Bort, would it?”
“Who else but her, and let’s not forget that the photo is in the background right outside Baird Lane’s office door.” Christine White looked at the crack in the elevator door, her hands on either side squeezing so tightly that her nails dug into them.
Aunt Lucy grunted in exasperation, “And so is mister, just letting that woman pretend to be you ma’am?”
Christine White dropped her eyes, her eyelids hiding the obscure look under her eyes, “He didn’t even repel Molly Bort from coming to the office, and cuddled with her outside the office, so how could he mind her impersonating me.”
As he spoke, the elevator dinged to the station.
Christine White collected the emotions that were churning inside her and took a deep breath as she stepped out of the elevator with one foot and headed for the end of the hallway.
Baird Lane’s office was at the end, the door left wide open.
She had planned to just knock twice and go in, but just as her hand had lifted up and hadn’t even landed on the door panel, she heard a sappy female voice coming out from inside, “Baird, how have you considered the offer I just made? I’m doing it for your sake, you can’t let me down, can you?”
What do you mean?
Christine White lowered her raised hand and gave Aunt Lucy another wink.
Aunt Lucy nodded knowingly and joined her in perking up her ears and quietly eavesdropping.
In the office, Baird Lane’s face was cold as he looked at the arrogant and self-satisfied woman across from him, a hint of disgust emerging from the depths of his dark eyes, “Good intentions?”
“Yeah, I really do want what’s best for you, you do realize that things are going to get worse for The Lane Family down the road, just divorce Christine White and marry me and I promise I’ll convince my dad to keep them … from doing it.”
“Okay, you don’t have to go on and on about convincing your father, do you have the skills to do that?” Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed out a few chills.
Molly Bort ruffled her wig around her ears, “I have, and not only can I convince my dad, I can get my dad to help you against The Lane Family’s enemies.”
“Ridiculous, you can’t even reach Leo Bort to talk about persuasion.” Baird Lane sneered.
Molly Bort’s face froze for a split second but quickly regained her composure, “Baird, that’s nothing for you to worry about, I’m his daughter anyways, he won’t care about me, he’ll definitely reach out to me if I do something about it.”
“Are you telling the truth?” Baird Lane narrowed his phoenix eyes.
Molly Bort’s eyes brightened as she felt she had somewhat spoken to him, “Of course it’s true, Baird, do you agree to the proposal I just made and are you ready to marry me?”
Baird Lane’s eyes darted to a quick skim of disgust, which passed in an instant, and his mouth returned faintly, “As long as you can do what you say, then I’m not out of the question.”
Snap!
Outside the door, the bag on Christine White’s shoulder slammed to the floor with a crisp thud.
The noise not only startled Aunt Lucy, who was beside her, but also alarmed the people in the office.
Baird Lane’s face sank and his eyes shot sharply toward the door, “Who’s out there?”
He sat in his office chair, unable to see the person outside the door, but his heart was in the right place.
“It’s not Assistant Gates, is it?” Molly Bort followed suit, craning her head to look around, putting on a hostess face, “Baird, I’ll go check it out.”
With that, she turned toward the door.
Christine White heard footsteps and looked panicked, bending down and picking up the bag on the floor quickly before running in the direction of the elevator.
Seeing this, Aunt Lucy subconsciously shouted at her back, “Ma’am, where are you going?”
The cry of Mrs. was loud enough to reach not only Molly Bort’s ears, but Baird Lane’s as well.
Baird Lane’s face snapped, and he stood up with a mischievous clench of his fists and crossed out of the office in three steps, faster than Molly Bort.
“Where’s Christine White?” Baird Lane questioned in a low voice as he saw Aunt Lucy at the door.
Aunt Lucy returned with an exasperated look on her face, “The missus is pissed off at you!”
At that, Baird Lane’s pupils constricted and he took a step toward the elevator to catch up.
“Baird!” said Molly Bort, trying to follow.
Aunt Lucy pinched the back of her neck, “Stinking woman, if you want to pass, pass me first, today my wife has to teach you a good lesson, what’s wrong with being what you are, you have to rush to be the third party, and provoke our Mr. and Mrs. to get divorced, it’s just shameless!”
The words fell out of her mouth and Aunt Lucy slapped her directly on the face.
Molly Bort was dumbfounded by the blow, and it took a moment for her to react, and after a frantic scream, she lunged at Aunt Lucy with a scowl on her face, and the two of them were soon fighting, making such a racket that Gates in the next office could hear them.
Curious, he stepped out and saw the scene, so shocked that he rushed over to remove the frame.
However, these two people have the attitude of immortality, he is a big man, actually can not pull, helpless, he only had to take out his cell phone to call Baird Lane.
Baird Lane listened to his cell phone ringing in his pocket, but he ignored it and chased it out of the hall with a hint of anxiety contained in the surprised stares of the hall’s crowd.
After chasing them out, he then saw the woman not far ahead of him, still continuing to run forward.
“Christine White!” he shouted, looking at the woman’s back.
Christine White heard Baird Lane’s voice and stumbled slightly, subconsciously trying to stop.
But soon she thought of something else, her eyes darkened, and she continued to run.
Running to the side of the road, she stopped with one hand outstretched ready to stop the car when a black business car came up from behind and just stopped in front of her.
“Get in.” The window rolled down and Hugh Dong’s handsome, demonic face imprinted itself on the bottom of her eyes.
Christine White hesitated for a moment when she saw it was him, then heard footsteps getting closer behind her and finally gritted her teeth and pulled open the door to get in.
The moment the car drove away, Baird Lane ran right up to where Christine White had just gotten in.
He watched the car go off in the direction of the car with his eyes glazed over, his fists clenched at his sides.
“Sir.” Aunt Lucy came after him even after the fight and stopped beside him, asking in her ragged breath, “Did you catch up with the missus?”