"Mrs. Ford, what an honor!"
Sarah instinctively turned around, wondering who it was.
Who else could the receptionist be calling "Mrs. Ford" if not Jenny?
The handprint on Jenny's face had faded, no more reminder of the altercation that had taken place.
She wore light makeup and an elegant suit dress, obviously being here to make an impression.
In contrast, Sarah's petite face was makeup-free, and she was dressed in simple, casual attire.
Comparing the two standing together, Jenny indeed looked more like a dignified lady of the family.
Jenny had heard the receptionist's words at the door and almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
This receptionist knew so well how to read the situation.
It turned out that her previous instructions to the receptionist when she came to the company h
