Chapter 1187 “Who gave you the audacity to pry open Mr. McMillian's cabinet?" The girl exclaimed, disbelief etched on her face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat cabhad arrived a few months ago, sparking a flurry of speculation amongst the girls. They guessed it contained scrucial secrets of Mr. McMillian’s.
Now, Arabella stood before the cabinet, its door swung open. While one couldn't see what was inside from this angle, Arabella's action inevitably triggered imaginations.
"What did you steal from Mr. McMillian's cabinet, you little thief?" "Calm down, | was just putting something inside." Arabella replied nonchalantly, closing the cabdoor. "Are you looking for Romeo?" “You dare to call Mr. McMillian by his first name! You have snerve' The girl immediately took out her phone and shot a Whatmessage to the head of security. “What did you put in there? Trying to frsomeone? You're in big trouble, causing a ruckus on McMillian Corporation grounds.” “Just ssnacks.” Arabella responded, her expression unchanging.
Hearing this, the girl burst into laughter, "You're giving snacks to Mr. McMillian? Can't you just leave them on his desk? And by the way, who are you?" Before Arabella could respond, the girl accused her again. "Are you a spy sent by another corporation trying to steal McMillian Corporation's secrets or frsomeone? I've seen your kind before!" The head of security, alerted by the girl's Whatmessage, arrived promptly with his team.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Ms. Maria, what's the matter?" He asked.
“This woman sneaked into Mr. McMillian’s office, even dared to open his cabinet. She's either a thief or a spy, sent by sother corporation. Arrest her now, and we'll interrogate her once Mr. McMillian is free." "Understood, Ms. Maria.” The security head immediately ordered his men into action.
“You have misunderstood.” Arabella, unfazed, calmly explained. "I'm Romeo's fiancée. | was simply tidying up the snacks on his desk." “You? Mr. McMillian’s fiancée?" Maria Paisley scoffed. “Why not take a look at yourself in the mirror? What makes you think you are Mr. McMillian’s type?” The audacity of this girl, claiming to be Mr. McMillian's fiancée right off the bat.
The security chief and his men also clearly didn't believe her. Everyone knew that Mr. McMillian was engaged to Serena Collins, the heiress of the Collins family.
The phone on the coffee table vibrated a few times. Arabella picked it up to see a message from the McMillian Corporation executive group. This was Romeo's phone. She didn’t read the message, instead, she put the phone away, planning to have a proper conversation with them later.
“You stole Mr. McMillian's phone as well? You have snerve!" Maria commanded, “Arrest her!” A few security quards lunged at Arabella, but she easily sidestepped them. "You might want to ask Romeo or Carl first, whether you can arrest someone from his office.’ “Who are you trying to scare? A petty thief acting all high and mighty! We're not letting you go today. We'll not only arrest you but also call the police to take you in!”