"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Wellington."
"Do you have an appointment? Mr. Wellington is currently busy, and without an appointment, not just anyone can meet him."
In the reception hall on the first floor of the Wellington building, Skye Brown took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of exquisite, alluring almond-shaped eyes.
The front desk receptionist, responsible for welcoming guests, was slightly stunned upon seeing Skye Brown's appearance, despite being accustomed to various supermodels and actresses coming to find Mr. Wellington.
However, this woman in front of her had a kind of indescribable charm that surpassed any other she had ever seen before.
Her previous tone wasn't particularly friendly, but now, faced with Skye's soft, bright almond-shaped eyes, she felt somewhat guilty.
