The receptionist then asked in a low voice, “Miss Hudson, how about we contact Mr. Hans and ask him to come? After all, this woman is here mainly for him.”

Hearing this, Estelle shook her head, thinking, ‘Cristofer's legs haven’t recovered, and he can’t show up in public. I can only deal with the situation by myself.’

“Get a chair for me,” she said to the receptionist.

“Okay,” the receptionist nodded and quickly trotted to get Estelle a chair.

Estelle fixed her hair and walked up to the company gate. When she appeared, all the cameras pointed at her. The flashes were blinding, so she closed her eyes until the...