After my last visit, I received special treatment at Bridge Corporation.
As soon as I arrived at the front desk, the receptionist greeted me respectfully. "Mrs. Waller."
Then she helped me gain access to the entrance.
I was ashamed of this title but still complied.
I took the elevator to the top floor.
Just as I stepped foot into the corridor, I spotted Phoenix's assistant, Zak, making a phone call in the corner.
He didn't seem to hear me.
Although I was angry, I knew Bridge Corporation wasn't a place I could barge in. Out of courtesy, I stood aside and waited for him to finish his call before telling him that I was looking for Phoenix.
"Mr. Waller isn't here," Zak whispered to the phone.
I didn't eavesdrop on purpose, but the corridor was too quiet.
I was confused. Why did Zak h
