Chapter 9: Provocation

(Kendall's POV )

After ending the call, I felt a bit relaxed and boarded a cab to his company. On getting there, I went to meet one of the receptionists who ushered me into the reception.

"Good morning."

"Good morning. Are you Mrs. Kendall Hart?"

"Yes, I am," I replied to her as she leaned beside her chair to take a nose mask from her drawer and put it on.

She raised her eyebrows at me and ran a quick examination of my appearance. She looked me down from my disorganized hair up to my dirty toes, shaking her head mischievously.

It was now that I even remembered that I didn't take a bath or change into another wear or put on a bra and on my feet was a pair of bathroom slippers.

"You came here for the interview yesterday, right? How was it?" she asked with a scorn on her face and I was getting impatient.

"If this question is not useful, ma'am, please let me go. I'm sure if you call Mr. Stephen now, he will tell you to let me in."

I wasn't ready for a chit-chat and I never had been ready f