Speed Candles

Chapter 21 Unexpected Guests

She walked away and then stepped back, said mysteriously: "I have a boyfriend. He looks handsome

and grew up in a good family."

Fiona Clark had also reached the age of marriage. He didn't worry about whether she would fall in love

or not. He was afraid that she would be cheated by a scumbag.

Sebastian asked, "Who is it?"

"The son of the Miller family." This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

He did know a little about this man. The Miller family was quite powerful in N City.

…

Someone gossiped in the bathroom in Morris Prosperity.

"Have you heard that the troublemaker is about to work here?"

"Are you true?"

Someone added, "Of course, the instructions were given by Miss Chambers from the Personnel

Department."

"She is really a shameless woman! So we will have to be afraid of losing jobs every day."

As soon as Irene Chambers walked to the door, she frowned when she heard these words. She said,

"Stop talking nonsense! Get back to work now!”

She was about 28, 168 cm, had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and wore neat and tidy professional

attire, looking neat and tidy.

The arrival of the superior made several gossipy women step out one after another.

Evelyn Brown, standing next to Irene Chambers, sighed, "Miss Chambers, what do you think of Emily

Morris?"

"Evelyn, do your own business, stop talking nonsense and you should just do your work even if the

hearsay of Miss Song Morris is real."

Emily Morris was transferred from the headquarters to the branch to manage a set of real estate in the

seascape area. She hadn’t been familiar with the branch, while a foreign client came and asked her to

serve him personally.

At that time, she just assumed that Dorothy wanted to embarrass her so that she could give up herself.

When they saw this client, everyone was dumbfounded. The visitor was no more than 27 or 28 years

old, dressed in casual clothes of the international brand, covered in sunglasses, shook a bunch of

Bugatti keys in hand, sat lazily in the VIP lounge area.

Emily Morris felt sweats flowed on her forehead when she saw four sturdy-looking bodyguards with

tattooed arms standing beside her.

An outsider might think that she had owed several billions to these people.

Pan Evelyn and Irene Chambers followed after her.

Emily Morris asked in a low voice, "Have you checked it out?"

"Miss Morris, he left hundreds of thousands of cash at the front desk as soon as he came. He wanted

you to receive him personally. We can't find out more information.” Pan said.

Irene added, "Morris Properties has written regulations that it is acceptable that many big customers

want to buy houses anonymously. But I had been in the business for so many years. This is the first

time I have seen such a situation." She thought they might come for making a mess!

On the first day when she took office, some big clients came for her. It sounded like praise, but it was a

challenge actually.

Emily Morris was wise that she believed they came for an unknown purpose.

Whether it was a blessing or a curse, she had to go to meet.

She walked in and sat down gracefully and decently. "I am Manager Morris. I heard that you are going

to buy a house here?"

"Good-looking faces are usual and common, and it’s more difficult to find someone so interesting. Why

don't you go to the TV station to broadcast the news because you are so good at talking claptrap? It's

easier to gain money than selling a house here, right?"

The man frowned and sneered. He pulled down his sunglasses, and Emily could see that he had

beautiful, black jewel-like eyes, and his face was so handsome as if it was carefully crafted.

"Sir, are you here to buy a house?"

She made it very clear that they only serve customers who wanted to buy a house.

"Why? Not happy?" The man stared at her and said with a smile, "But you are really beautiful and

charming like a fox, but you don't know if you are enough to show off."

"This is a sales center, not a bar. Is this gentleman in the wrong place?"

The expressions of those around her changed, but Emily remained calm, and she still asked politely.

She wanted to kick the man to death.

"Yes, I’m really rude." He replied, "But I don't want to apologize for what I said. I wanted to talk to you

about a big business, but I don't have any interest anymore."

The man left after speaking. Emily Morris went into the bathroom to wash her hands and found that she

had stuffed a bronzing business card and a hotel card in her pocket.

The hotel card was from J Hotel, and the owner was Oskar Miller. There was nothing else except a

name.

It was the first time that she saw such a special business card, thinking that it was definitely an arrogant

prodigal who wanted to pretend to buy a house and flirted the saleswoman.

When she got home at about nine o'clock, she received a call from N City, and the other end asked if

she was Emily Morris. He seemed to be at an entertainment venue.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Koby James, and I am President Miller’s secretary. President Miller would like to invite you

to visit. If you come, he will purchase one-third of the estate of your company.”

The words “unspoken rules” flashed through Emily's mind for the first time.

Such conditions were indeed tempting, but she did not want to.

"Tell Mr. Miller, we reject this kind of game."

The other end said in a calm voice, "I think Miss Emily misunderstood. We always think that you are a

nice person, and we want to know more about you and you more about us. Whether we can make a

deal is still unknown.

These words aroused her thinking, and she has just taken office now. In a new environment, and

everyone around her was preparing to see how she gave up. This was a good opportunity to prove

herself and stand firm...

In the end, she agreed to meet.

It was rare for Fiona to return to the country. Sebastian said that he would not participate in her show,

but he rushed over to pick her up as soon as he finished work.

As soon as the car stopped, when his seat belt had not been unfastened, he saw a disgusting scene.

A man was so drunk that he was lying on the woman who was supporting him. The woman was exactly

the woman who had pestered him to marry some time ago. The man was who his sister had been

dating for less than two months.

Emily wore a strapless, split skirt. She had to bend her waist slightly to avoid wardrobe. Oskar Miller

moved about, and whisper in her ear from time to time.

The hand on her shoulder slid slightly, and a large part of Emily Morris's shoulder leaked out. Oskar

Miller pressed hard on her. She stretched out her hand to pull on her clothes and saw a trembling

wardrobe in the slightly lower collar.