At this moment, she was regretful for her superiority and cheeky thoughts that made her lose her decent and high-paying job. But there was not use crying over spilled milk. She brought this upon herself.
At the eleventh floor, Arielle and Henrick had waited in the meeting room for almost half an hour. But the people from the Nightshire Group were nowhere to be seen.
A staff came in between to refill the water for them, and he asked the staff for them, but the staff couldn’t answer.
Henrick was getting anxious as time went by.
Did the Nightshire Group found out that Arielle was from the countryside, and they’re trying to back out because she might not fit the image of an ambassador?
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