Chapter 152 The accusation

ROSY

I kept fidgeting restlessly in the car till we got to Harold’s industries.

When my eyes fell on the building, all anxiety and fear were gone; the only thing in my heart was anger and hatred.

I got out of the car and trudged briskly into the famous building, ignoring greetings from the staff.

“Miss Rosy Connor?” A voice called out behind me as I headed for the elevator.

I stopped walking and cranked my head, narrowing my eyes at the stunted middle-aged man some distance away from me.

“Hello,” he waved and sauntered close to me. His slow strides irritated me greatly as I watched him approach me with a smear of disgust on my face.

“Are you here to see Mr. Harold?” he asked, his curious eyes darting across my face.

“Yes, I am here to see Harold Geld,” I responded and surprise flickered in his eyes.

“Well…” he trailed.

I huffed in annoyance, slowly losing my patience and temper.

“If you don’t take me to his office, then I will go by myself,” I snapped a reply and spun aro