In the studio, Elaine Vaughn tilted her head and looked at Sharon Cheney, "What’s wrong with Bella? She seems a bit off."
Sharon sighed, "Let’s go. We’ll have dinner." She could somewhat guess whom Bella was going to meet. Sharon knew Bella was unwilling to have any further contact with that person, but given the current situation, besides asking for that person’s help, they indeed couldn’t think of a better way.
Moreover, if they didn’t let Bella do something, with her personality, she would definitely feel guilty about this matter for a long time.
Sharon hadn’t thought about stopping Bella, but every time she wanted to say something, she’d recall Damian Sinclair’s cold demeanor at the restaurant that day. He must value Bella a lot, right?
The taxi arrived at Rexton Tower, and Bella Acker paid the fare and got out.
She looked up at the dozens of stories high building and could still remember the heartbreak when she escaped from it that day.
Would that girl be here now?
Bella took a deep breath. She came here today to ask for Damian Sinclair’s help and couldn’t indulge in those chaotic emotions.
Silently steeling herself, Bella Acker finally walked into Rexton Tower.
She was somewhat familiar with the place and went by elevator straight to the floor of the CEO’s office; it was almost five, and the employees of Kingston Group had not finished work yet.
As Bella walked in, a young secretary came up to her, "Who are you looking for?"
"I... I’m looking for... President Sinclair." Despite all her mental preparation, Bella was still very nervous at this moment.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"No... I don’t." Bella thought for a moment, then took out her ID card from her bag, "Show him my ID, and he’ll know who I am."
Looking at the ID card she handed over, the young secretary’s mouth twitched slightly.
Who comes to see the Boss without an appointment and directly hands over their ID? What kind of approach is this?
The young secretary was in a dilemma when a male voice came from behind, "What’s going on?"
"Special Assistant Lawson." The young secretary breathed a sigh of relief, "This lady wants to see President Sinclair, but she doesn’t have an appointment."
"Ms. Acker." Special Assistant Lawson, upon seeing Bella Acker, stepped forward with a smile, "Ms. Acker, hello, do you remember me?"
"You are?"
"I mentioned last time about helping you move, do you remember?"
Looking at him, Bella finally remembered who he was. However, that night when she returned to the villa, she felt lost and sad, her mind was blank, and she hadn’t particularly noted Special Assistant Lawson’s appearance, which is why she didn’t recognize him at first.
"It’s you, hello." Bella’s face reddened slightly with embarrassment, "I... I want to see President Sinclair, could you please pass a message for me?"
"Of course." Special Assistant Lawson responded very readily, "Ms. Acker, come with me. You don’t need to tend to this, go on with your work." As he spoke, he waved at the young secretary.
The young secretary was baffled. Who is this girl? Why is Special Assistant Lawson so enthusiastic about her?
Special Assistant Lawson first took Bella to the tea room, "Ms. Acker, please sit here for a while. I’ll inform President Sinclair you’re here."
"Thank you." Bella bowed her head, showing her gratitude.
Special Assistant Lawson smiled, left the tea room, and went directly to knock on the CEO’s office door, "Boss."
A voice came from inside the office, "Come in."
Special Assistant Lawson pushed the door open and went in. Damian Sinclair was in the middle of a video conference on his computer and didn’t glance at him.
"Boss, Ms. Acker is here, waiting for you in the tea room."