Jessie

"Jessie, who is that?"

Ethan's voice sounded from inside the office.

Jessie!? So she was that Jessie. Eve gritted her teeth. Her fingers curled around the food box and she gripped it hard.

"I think you have a guest." The so-called Jessie looked Eve up and down before replying to Ethan.

"Hey, who are you? And what business do you have with Mr. Anderson to come straight to his office? Have the receptionists grown tired of their jobs?"

Eve's eyes darkened and her fist shook. 'I want your life.' she wanted to reply but managed to control her anger in the end.

She simply pushed past her and stormed into the office.

"Hey, wait! I'm talking to you, where do you think you're going?" The lady came after her and blocked her path. "I asked you what business do you have with Mr. Anderson?"

"It's none of your business." Eve wanted the girl to get out of her sight, otherwise, she would really lose it.

"Y–You." The lady pointed a finger at her. "You can't just barge into people's off