
After Morning Sickness: My Ex-boyfriend's Plea for Reunion
Chapter 6
The next morning, I deliberately styled my makeup to look a bit haggard and then headed to the Moore Group headquarters.
With a composed demeanor, I approached the reception desk. "Hello, I'd like to see Mr. Moore."
The charming young lady at the desk asked formally, "Do you have an appointment, miss?"
I immediately handed her my business card. "It was a verbal agreement. I don't suppose Mr. Moore remembers?" I said, glancing down at the card with a hint of a smirk. "I'm Cecilia, a reporter for the Very News."
The young lady sized me up and down politely for a moment before saying, "Please wait a moment."
It was a well-known fact that if a beautiful woman declared an informal appointment with a wealthy heir, nearly always someone would go to check things out. After all, no one wanted to get on the wrong side, especially when it seemed like the man's affections might be involved.
In situations like this, it was just a matter of a quick phone call.
After the young lady received the reply, she seemed surprised. "Mr. Moore invites you to his office, but his fiancée Ms. Wilson is also there."
"Is she?" I said with a smirk. "Then it's even better. I know both of them."