Hope It's Not Too Late to Love

Chapter 37

Melanie noticed the mockery, and her anger flared at once. She dropped her act and pointed at the receptionist, saying, “Don’t give me that attitude! You’re just a receptionist! Watch your tongue, or I’ll make sure you’re fired! I’ll make sure of that. I’m telling you to go and tell Master Mia that I must see her today.”

The receptionist was still smiling, unfazed by the insulting attitude earlier. She said, “Please understand our situation, Miss Melanie. We only send Master Mia messages once every day so she would not be disturbed. She has records of the messages we sent her. If she wants to see you, she will tell us. You may wait with us if you wish to, but you can go home as well. We’ll call once Master Mia wishes to see you.”

“What did you say?” Angered, Melanie took out a card from her limited-edition handbag and hurled it onto the counter. She said, her attitude arrogant, “There’s five million in there. You can have half of it, and Master Mia can have the rest. Tell her that Melanie Greyson wants to see her. I’ll give her another five million once I see her.”

Money could solve anything and everything, or at least that’s what Melanie thought. She was giving the receptionist a smug look as if she was sure that Mia would see her after this. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

The receptionist was still wearing a professional smile on her face, though she was mocking Melanie in silence. It’s only been two days and you already can’t take it? The receptionist picked up the card, and Melanie watched as she did so. She held it in her hand, pretending to be scared that she might be seen. She said, “Give me a minute, Miss Greyson.” She tucked the card away and went into the office to make a call. “Boss? It’s me, Melody.”

The person she called was Vania, and Fortune Tower was one of the office buildings under Galaxy Corporation. Melody had gotten the authorization to let Melanie into the building and meet Mia, but

her throwing money at them came as a surprise. She called Vania to tell her about what Melanie had said.

Vania chuckled. “Hey, it’s free money. A fool and her money are soon to be parted, if you get what I’m saying.”

Melody chuckled as well. “You have a point, but how should we explain this to Master Mia?”

“Don’t worry about it and just leave it to me. Tell her what I’m going to tell you.” Melanie was just a joke to Vania, and she chortled silently, laughing at her stupidity.

Just because you’re rich doesn’t mean you can do anything you want. After all, two can play this game.

Melody laughed as well. “I get what you’re saying, boss. I’ll tell her right away.”

“You do that.”

Melody put her phone down and went back to the reception counter. She still looked as professional as ever, though she sounded gentler this time. She nodded at Melanie, saying, “Thanks for waiting, Miss Melanie. I have told Master Mia about your message, and she is delighted about it. She’s looking forward to your meeting with her. She believes that you are a smart, independent, and talented designer.”

Melanie wiggled her eyebrows smugly. I knew it. Money can solve everything. You just have to have enough of it. Even a designer as talented as Mia still can’t resist the power of money. Melanie could imagine her success and the praises Hanson would bestow on her. She had a look of delight on her face, and she demanded, “Can I see Master Mia right now?”