2 21: Chapter 21: I Remember That Taste!
2 Sister Mei’s mobile phone rang, and as she saw the caller, her face instantly changed, smiling and saying, “Mr.
Fred…
How are you…”
A few seconds later, Sister Mei’s face turned exceedingly ugly.
When the call ended, she was gripping the phone so tight it nearly crushed.
Scarlett Glenn asked: “What’s wrong?”
Sister Mei cursed: “F*ck, the meat that was almost in our mouths has flown away.
I must find out what’s going on.”
With her phone, Sister Mei made seven or eight consecutive calls before finally getting some clarity.
“I just asked someone to help me inquire.
It’s said that the young master of Caldwell Company recommended a new female actress and sponsored a lot of money, leaving the role in the TV series gone.” Sister Mei was somewhat frustrated.
If this was the situation, there would be no chance of turning things around.
Angrily, she said: “These business people, meddling in everything all day.”
Upon hearing this, Scarlett Glenn squinted her eyes: “Caldwell?
Is his name Jim Caldwell?”
“How did you know?”
“Acquaintance.”
“Who did he recommend?”
“It’s the woman who won the Best Newcomer Actress award last year, Sisca Langer…”
Scarlett Glenn recalled what Jim Caldwell had said that day.
She sneered, playing dirty with her and snatching food from her mouth.
Jim Caldwell, you’ve got guts.
She wouldn’t let things end like this!
Scarlett Glenn told Sister Mei, who was infuriated and in pain: “Have Thomas come over and do my makeup.
I’m going to meet someone.”
Sister Mei: “Who are you going to see?”
Scarlett Glenn’s beautiful almond-shaped eyes carried a murderous aura: “I’m going to collect debts.
F*ck, I won’t be played for nothing last night.”
Sister Mei suddenly felt less annoyed and said, “Alright, I’ll call him right away…”
After calling Thomas, Sister Mei asked: “Are you sure your acquaintance can help you?”
Scarlett Glenn told her: “If he can’t help me, nobody else in Mandalo City can.
Once you get hooked with him, you won’t have to worry about anyone tripping you up again.”
“Really?”
“Enough talk, hurry up!”
…
An hour later, a car pulled over on the main road in front of the Herd Group office building.
Thomas asked, “Scarlett, are you sure you want to go in?
The security here is very strict, and you simply can’t enter without their company’s card.”
Before he could finish, Scarlett Glenn had already pushed the car door open and stepped out.
Thomas quickly followed behind her.
He didn’t know what Scarlett Glenn had said to the security guard at the entrance, but he surprisingly let her in.
As they entered the building, they were stopped by the receptionist, “Miss, who are you looking for?”
Scarlett Glenn took off her glasses: “Ethan Herd.”
The receptionist hesitated, looking for their big boss, “Umm… Excuse me, but do you have an appointment?”
Scarlett Glenn leaned forward: “Does one in the bed count?”
The receptionist’s face turned red on the spot, completely at a loss for words.
Laughter erupted from behind, and the receptionist turned to the source, as though seeking help, “Manager Utley, this lady is looking for Mr.
Herd, but she…
doesn’t have an appointment.”
“What do you want with Mr.
Herd?”
In front of her stood a young man, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, and a clear magnetic voice.
Scarlett Glenn glanced at him: “I’ve come to collect debts.”
He leaned against the front desk, arms folded, gazing at Scarlett Glenn with an ambiguous smile: “That’s interesting.
What does he owe you?
Tell me about it.”
The man was tall, especially as he stood so close, causing Scarlett Glenn to feel somewhat oppressed.