Catherine turned to look behind her just in time to see the way Darren was striding toward the conference room.
He pursed his lips, his expression was grave, completely unlike the languor of the party.
“Damn Darren,” Catherine said indignantly as she tightened the camera in her hand and stood at the head of the empty elevator.
She hadn’t noticed before that Darren had such a rogue side, but between him and Heidi …
“We’ll have to ask Miss Moss about that.” Darren’s lazy and casual look was still constantly floating in her mind at the moment.
She looked down at her toes in fascination, and for a long time she did not look back.
“Excuse me, excuse me.” With a sudden bump on her shoulder, she realized she had arrived and hastily reached out to stop the elevator that was about to rise and took a big step out.
Just as she walked down the hall, she saw the person she least expected to see.
Today Heidi is wearing a short black wrap-around skirt and a pair of thin high heels of the same color, making a crisp sound with every step she takes.
She was wearing a pair of sunglasses and held her chin up high, proudly like a golden peacock.
Catherine raised her hand to look at the time, took a deep breath, or straightened her spine and walked straight ahead.
“Eh, isn’t that the woman from last time?” The young assistant beside Heidi tapped her arm and pointed in Catherine’s direction with her chin.
“It’s still true.” Heidi put her sunglasses up on the bridge of her nose, a smile in her eyes.
Catherine met her gaze undaunted, meeting her provocative gaze.
As she brushed past her, she suddenly tugged Catherine’s wrist, looked fixedly at the camera in her hand, and let out a cold hum from the tip of her nose: “I didn’t expect you to be so bold as to come here in order to dig up news.”
Catherine frowned impatiently and shook her palm away with force, saying coldly, “Miss Moss, I think you’re mistaken.”
“I think the wrong person is you. If I remember correctly, you were the one who wrecked my car that day, right? I should have known that you were a doggy!” Heidi was a bit aggressive.
She had her arms around her chest, and Catherine could even feel her disdainful gaze through her sunglasses.
“It’s already this time, you still don’t tell the truth, you should know that this is the Kirkland family’s company, and soon, our Heidi will be the mistress of this place!” The young assistant looked quite smug.
Mistress? She would really like to see it.
Catherine’s heart surged with a nameless anger and responded without giving in, “Miss Moss, I think you overestimate yourself too much, just you, not enough to let me follow you!”
“You …” Heidi was furious and reached out to grab her camera, “Since you say you didn’t take a sneak peek, take your camera out and show me.”
Catherine took a big step backwards, shielding the camera behind her, Heidi jumped into the air and stumbled, reaching out and tugging on the little assistant beside her, only to be spared.
Heidi stood up straight, striking a sultry pose and intentionally tossing her long, wavy hair.
Catherine gently hooked the corners of her mouth and let out a soft laugh, contempt in her eyes: “I don’t think Miss Moss is qualified to pry into my privacy.”
“You’re a good talker, but I think you’re just weak-minded!” Heidi has a little more energy, angrily scolded.
“What nonsense to talk to such people, look at me!” The young assistant rolled up her sleeves and stared at the camera in Catherine’s hand, leaping to her feet.
Catherine, however, responded calmly, “It’s true that things come in groups, and today I can see it.”
Her expression was filled with impatience.
The high heels on her feet and the camera in her hands have become a liability.
The young assistant had completely changed her face and was about to see the slap land on Catherine’s face, but Catherine grabbed her wrist before her and let out a cold laugh, saying, “What, is the mad dog going to start biting?”
“You …” the assistant’s face was suffocating red as she turned back and dropped a pleading gaze on Heidi.
Heidi’s face instantly became gloomy and quickly dropped her gaze on the front desk who was watching not far away and spoke in a commanding tone, “What are you waiting for, don’t kick this doggie out!”
The receptionist instantly curbed the smile on her face and looked back around to make sure it was her who was calling, before rushing forward to Heidi’s ear to explain.
Heidi’s face was a little embarrassed, indignantly said: “Where is the security, I am paying you to eat dry food?”
Her?
Catherine hooked a cold smile, falling on her gaze among more than a little helplessness and pity.
The receptionist glanced at Catherine with some concern, then at Heidi, and was somewhat helpless: “Miss Moss, she’s really not a doggie.”
“What are you talking about, would I have wronged her?” Heidi angrily rebuked, and really had the taste of a mistress.
She moved closer to Heidi’s ear and surreptitiously explained, “She was invited up by Mr. Kirkland himself for an interview.”
“An exclusive interview?” There was surprise in Heidi’s eyes.
Darren never does interviews is something that everyone knows, but now he has personally invited her up, which is really unusual.
“Yes Miss Moss, it’s a misunderstanding.” The receptionist peeked at Heidi’s expression with her afterglow and was relieved to see that she did not say anything.
Recalling the scent she had smelled on Catherine that day, Heidi seemed to understand something and took one look at her before striding away.
“This woman is really not simple at all.” The young assistant couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.
“You still need to say this?” Heidi completely vented her anger on the assistant’s body, and really had a bit of hatred, “All right, this matter must never be mentioned in front of Yihan.”
“I know.” The assistant nodded in agreement.
Heidi angrily pressed down the elevator and met Catherine’s cold eyes, her heart inexplicably became annoyed.
Catherine watched the slim but proud back fade away in front of her eyes, a pair of almond eyes gradually became complex, the camera changed hands, then also turned to leave.
“All scattered scattered.” The impatient voice of the receptionist came from behind her, which made her speed up her steps.
When she got outside, she realized that it was raining. There was a cafe across the street, so she took a look around and simply rushed across the street in the rain.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Darren put his hands in his pockets and stared fixedly at the back, his eyes deep.