NovelGoldChapter 504 The receptionist stepped in front of her, blocking her path. "Excuse me, miss. Who are you here to see?" Claire replied politely, "I'm here to see President Tempest and Mr. Tempest." "I'm sorry, but our Chairman and CEO are both very busy right now. If you don't have an appointment, you can't go in." Claire lifted the insulated lunch container. "I've brought lunch for my father and brother." The receptionist blinked.
Father? Brother? She gave Claire a long, searching look. Suddenly, her eyes widened in shock.
No wonder this young woman seemed so familiar-she just couldn't place her at first.
With Claire's hint, the memory clicked into place. She'd seen her in the news.
This was Vesperia's youngest genius scientist-the Chairman's daughter, the CEO's little sister.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe reason Tempest Group could develop those cutting-edge VR gaming headsets was all thanks to Miss Claire being a Tempest herself.
The receptionist was so excited she could barely stand still. "You really are the young Miss?" Claire quickly pressed a finger to her lips, signaling for silence. "Can I go in now?" The receptionist clamped her mouth shut and nodded so hard she nearly gave herself whiplash.
Claire offered her a gentle smile. "Thank you." Oh my god-she's even more beautiful and gracious in person! The heiress of Tempest Group, so talented and down-to-earth, not a trace of arrogance. She's wonderful.
Claire stepped into the elevator.
As soon as the doors closed, the receptionist frantically dialed the executive assistant.
"The young Miss just arrived-she's here to bring lunch to the Chairman and CEO." The assistant, hearing this, glanced at the ongoing executive interviews with both the Chairman and Orion. After a split-second's hesitation, she walked in, leaned down, and whispered in Orion's ear, "Sir, your sister's here. She brought lunch for you and the Chairman." At those words, Orion's famously severe expression melted in an instant-so much warmth it seemed almost out of character.
He shot to his feet. His chair screeched loudly against the floor.
The group of hopeful candidates stared at Mr. Tempest, the cold, intimidating CEO, utterly confused by his tic reaction.
President Tempest frowned and looked over at Orion.
Orion leaned over to murmur, "Dad, Claire's here with lunch for us. She's waiting in your office." At that, President Tempest jumped up as if electrified.
No matter how important, nothing outranked his precious daughter.
Of course his sweet girl would think of him this was the first tClaire had ever brought him lunch at the office. He couldn't possibly keep her waiting.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPresident Tempest stood up so fast the room seemed to shake.
"Interviews are on hold," he announced, already striding out without a backward glance.
The candidates left behind stared at each other, bewildered.
"What just happened?" "No idea. Looked serious, though." "Unbelievable! It was finally my turn, and now both the Chairman and CEO just walked out!"
In the Chairman's office, Claire had just set down the lunch container when Mr Tempest and Orion rushed in. "Sweetheart, what brings you here?" "I was worried you and Orion hadn't eaten, so I thought I'd bring you slunch." Mr. Tempest looked like he might burst into tears. "My darling girl,
you're always so thoughtful-unlike your brother. If it were up to him, I'd were up starve before he remembered to En.
bringfood." Orion rolled his eyes. "Dad, you're one to talk. I don't see you bringinglunch either." "I'm the father, you're the son. You
expectto bring you lunch? Keep dreaming," Mr. Tempest shot Back, glaring at Orion before turning to Claire, his face creased witho delighted smiles.
"But if our Claire was hungry, I'd bring her food in a heartbeat-anytime, anywhere."
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