Chapter 89. The Arrogant Reception

Ellie's POV

I feel the urge to roll my eyes, but I hold myself back. "I am here for Mr. Damian Almeda. I have an appointment with him." I boringly state my point.

Now that got to growl her gaze at me, taking an awfully long moment to gawk at me through the scaringly lanky eyelashes. What the fuck! Do I look like a ghost or an alien for her to browse me for all that long? She is the one who looks so scary in all these makeups.

"You are the so-called Ellie Marrie?" She rants at last, in a tone that I don't like at all.

Underline the ‘so-called’. We shall revisit that later. For now, Damian is waiting for me, and there is nothing whatsoever worth keeping him waiting for. Not even this bitch. Not even my wrath for her is building with me. "Yes," I mumble.

Another annoying stare! Heck! What is her problem with me here? "The boss doesn't like to be kept waiting. You are fifteen minutes late!" her tone, though! Do we have a beef here? And what