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Chapter 3353
Chapter 3353
Chapter 3353 Which Floor
The rich and powerful world has nothing to do with me. Megan shook her head and realized it was a
waste of time to dwell on it. She stopped thinking about it and stepped into the lobby.
The lobby of Sky Entertainment was as huge as a soccer field. Megan was slightly speechless at the
sight that greeted her. She couldn’t be bothered to give Jake a call, so she walked ahead for a while
before she finally arrived at the reception.
“Can I know which floor is the president’s office on?” Megan asked politely.
To disguise herself, she put on a broad hat and a pair of shades.
Yet, the three receptionists carried on with their work and ignored her.
Megan thought little about it as they might be really busy. She stood aside and waited for a while.
Shortly after, one receptionist stopped typing on her laptop and started chatting with the person next to
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It belatedly dawned on Megan that the three were ignoring her on purpose. Are they being rude?
Her expression froze as she raised her voice. “Hey! Did you just pretend not to see me?”
Upon hearing her protest, the receptionists rolled their eyes. The one standing in the middle scanned
Megan’s disguise and frowned unhappily. “Why are you so annoying? Every day, we receive a lot of
women who demand to see Mr. Wilson. No matter what they look like, they were all deluding
themselves.”
She added, “Isn’t it clear from our reaction? Mr. Wilson won’t see any female strangers. You don’t have
an appointment, right? Please leave now.”
Megan could understand the receptionists’ hostility, but her interest was piqued. Are there seriously
women who would come to meet other men for no reason?
Instantly, a chill traveled down Megan’s spine as it occurred to her how other women would be envious
of her for she had grabbed Jake’s hand.
There was no need to trouble the receptionists. Megan let out a sigh and removed her shades so she
could give Jake a call.
The moment she took off her shades, the three receptionists froze in their tracks. They rushed forward
and came to a stop in front of Megan and scanned her excitedly.
“Wow! Are you Megan Rockford?”
Shocked by their sudden enthusiasm, Megan clutched her phone and nodded stiffly. She blinked a
couple of times as she tried to figure out what was going on.
“We’ve watched your variety show with Jonas Wulff. It was really sweet!”
“Are you a couple in real life? I adored your role in Transcendent!”
“Hey Megan, can I take a photo with you? You look prettier in real life!”
The three women rambled on incessantly as they lavished praises on her. Megan could feel her smile
stiffening as people started staring in their direction.
Luckily, as this was an entertainment company, the others would only request for her autograph or a
selfie together instead of bombarding her with questions.
“Excuse me, can you please pause for a second? Autographs and selfies are alright, but I won’t answer
any question.”
Megan made herself clear, so the receptionists immediately stopped talking. They exchanged glances
before whipping out notepads and handing them to Megan happily.
“Okay. Thank you for your autograph.”
The abrupt change in their attitudes and voices took Megan by surprise. They could be talented
actresses like me.
After signing her names on the notepads, Megan held them tightly as a playful smirk played on her lips.
“Tell me which floor is your president’s office on. I need to talk to him. Otherwise, your notepads will
belong to me.”
The three ladies were taken aback by her move. One of them studied Megan carefully before
stammering, “W-Well, we can’t tell you where it is. If you don’t have an appointment, we can’t inform
him of your arrival.”