I shook my head, "It's okay. Mr. Saunders is coming down to fetch me. You should go up first. I wouldn't want to delay your work."
Troy raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly, "Vice President Saunders?"
I nodded.
At that, he smiled and went straight up without saying anything else.
Seeing this situation, the receptionist looked at me, her face scrunched up with worry, and she apologized, "Mrs. Roberts, please forgive me. I didn't mean— I'm just doing my job. I'm really sorry!"
Minnie was even angrier to hear that, "Doing your job, huh? What should a receptionist do? You should attend to guests and pass messages. But you didn't attend to us well, and you didn't convey our message."
"You didn't bother to convey the message to the office, and I don't blame you for that beca
