Chapter 125

Timothy glanced around and was about to speak when a young saleswoman approached them. Sporting a bun, a cute black hair clip, and high heels, she appeared to be in her early 20s.

Smiling, she asked, "Hello, sir. May I have your name?"

Timothy raised an eyebrow and looked at her name tag, which read Lilian Lovelace. He returned the polite smile and said, "I'm here to see William Dawson."

"Mr. Dawson?" The saleswoman seemed surprised and momentarily puzzled.

At that moment, the clacking of high heels approached, followed by an irritated voice. "Lilian, you're supposed to be receiving our clients during work hours."

An attractive woman in a tight black skirt appeared. Her face was one of clear disdain and irritation. She glanced at Timothy and his group, quickly covering her nose with her hand and frowning as she said, "Where did these smelly beggars come from? This isn't a place for people like you! Get out!"

Seeing Tiana's difficulty walking, the woman's disdain deepened. She to