Mr. Sanderson's Life At The Top

Chapter 13

"Miss Sanderson went out earlier this morning.

She seemed to be in a hurry to prepare something important.

I don’t know where she is right now."

The receptionist eyed the bouquet with jealousy.

It was so expensive that it was almost equivalent to a few months of her salary.

"Alright, I'll go in first. Remember to ask someone to drive this guy away.

It's really annoying to just see him there!"

Henson sneered.

The incident angered Trevor a little. He looked at the receptionist and asked, "This guy doesn't have an

appointment, right? How is he able to just walk in directly?"

He could tell that this playboy was pursuing his sister.

And the receptionist let him in so easily!

She was acting like a snob, for sure!

The receptionist rolled her eyes at him impatiently and said firmly, "Mr. Cairon is the heir of Sen Tale

Group. You're nothing compared to him."

Henson also heard Trevor's words, so he walked up to him and arrogantly pushed him hard.

"Look at you, dressed in such shabby clothes!

How can someone as miserable as you enter the Willard Manor?

Can you even afford to pay for this place?"

"No appointment, no entry!"

the receptionist echoed.

"Let’s wait and see if I can get in today!"

Although Trevor was furious, he suppressed his anger, took out his phone, and stepped out of the

lobby.

"Didn't you just say that you will get in? Why are you walking out then? Come back here if you have

balls!"

Henson shouted after him with a scornful smile.

To their surprise, Trevor seemed to have disconnected the call in the middle of the conversation and

turned to look at them both.

"Shit! Poor bastard! Believe it or not, I am going to pummel you right now!"

Henson clenched his fists and threatened Trevor.

He was obviously not taking Trevor seriously.

"Mr. Cairon, please calm down. I've already called the security department. I have asked them to break

his legs today. Let's see if he dares to step foot here again!" Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

The receptionist also shouted at Trevor, threatening him, in an attempt to please Henson.

At that moment, they a

ll heard a pleasant voice coming from behind them.

"I'd like to see who would dare to beat my brother!"

A tall young woman walked into the lobby.

She was elegant and beautiful, like an angel dressed in a suit.

The woman was Evie, Trevor's sister.

She had long flowing hair that resembled a waterfall.

Her skin was soft and dewy. She looked very sophisticated and intellectually sound for her age.

Although she was quite pretty, her eyes were covered with a sense of gloom as anger rose within her

like a tide.

The entire lobby fell silent as soon as she entered.

No one even dared to breathe loudly.

It was the first time that the staff and Henson were seeing her so angry.

"Miss Sanderson!"

The receptionist ran up to her and saluted her respectfully.

Looking at his dream girl, Henson quickly took out the bouquet of roses that he had prepared in

advance and handed them to her.

With a flattering smile on his lips, he continued, "Miss Sanderson, this is a gift that I carefully selected

for you. As for the cooperation with Sen Tale Group this year, we should talk about the contract

extension."

Evie's face was as cold as ice as she said, "You bastard! You were thinking of hurting my brother until a

second ago, so don't even think about the contract extension."

Henson's eyes went wide in horror.

Looking at Trevor, he stopped for a second.

Thinking that a guy like him could not be Evie's brother, he ignored him.

He continued to look around for another five minutes.

However, he could not find Evie's brother at all. Feeling bitter in his heart, he felt that Evie was just

giving him some excuse to avoid signing the contract.

Henson smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Sanderson, I haven't seen your brother at all, let alone beat him.

If you are not satisfied with the contract, then maybe, we can negotiate the terms."

Sen Tale Group had encountered a big financial crisis that year.

If they failed to extend the contract, then the company would certainly go bankrupt.

And when that happened, even Henson would be reduced to a state of poverty.