Chapter 23 - CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 23

Finley looked at her lunch and snorted. She picked up her cell phone, took a photo of her lunch, and posted it online.

Finley had friended Bryan on Facebook stealthily.

In order to let Bryan recognize her, Finley aimed the camera at her ugly face and took a selfie.

Together with the photo about her lunch, Finley posted her selfie online and wrote a line that Love was a ray of light, but a green one was horrible.

With an evil smile on her face, Finley threw her phone aside and waited for the response from Bryan.

However, there was no response at all though Finley had waited for a long time.

Bryan was too busy to check his Facebook during the lunch break.

Thinking of this, Finley felt disappointed. Hungry, she had to take a bite of her lunch reluctantly.

“Eww…”

spat out the salty cucumber the moment it

the servants couldn’t help

were determined to

mouthfuls of water and turned

sore on the teeth after

vegetable soup

her

Finley was thinking about how to repay them for such terrible

to the kitchen, took two lunch boxes, and packed up the leftovers with

watched Finley with confusion but had no gall

a cold look. Then, she

an hour later, Finley appeared

landmark building downtown. It had 58

this building by

Finley was

the first floor again. Instantly,

echoed in the whole

Soon, a group of well–trained bodyguards in black rushed out and surrounded Finley.

It seemed a war was to happen.

Finley was dumbfounded and thought that Bryan was ridiculous.

“You… What are you doing here?” A trembling voice came from the reception.

The receptionist had not forgotten how Finley had threatened with her fists two days ago. “I’m here to see Mr. Turner.” Finley waved the lunch boxes in her hand and smiled sinisterly.

“Mr. Turner said that he won’t see anyone now,” the receptionist said in a trembling voice and shuddered with fear.

“Little girl, don’t slack off. Call Bryan immediately and tell him that Finley is here.

If he doesn’t want to see me, I will leave without causing trouble. Otherwise…” Finley threatened with an innocent smile on her face.

The receptionist called Bryan instantly. “One moment, please.”

Someone answered the phone quickly. The receptionist covered the microphone and whispered something. After a while, she hung up the phone with astonishment.

“Miss Keith, Mr. Turner is waiting for you upstairs.”