Destined to Love You

Chapter 78 The Fake is Real

Top level of M.I. company.

Jonathan was looking at his watch for the third time now.

According to his calculations, Angelia should have been there already. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

But why was she not there?

Where did she go again?

Did she really have that much courage?

He stood up suddenly, and walked towards the door.

“Has no one been here to see me yet?”

His secretary was sitting by the door, and stood up nervously when she heard the president’s question.

“Mister Miller, is there something you need?”

Jonathan was even more annoyed now, “I asked if there is someone here to see me?”

The secretary looked at the notebook in her hand, and filtered out some names on it automatically.

“No, Mister Miller.”

Jonathan knitted his eyebrows, and turned to walk back into his office, then he called Steward.

“Where is she? Did you drop her off yet?”

Steward was surprised by his question.

“Sir, are you walking about Miss Hunk?”

“Who else would I be talking about? Didn’t I ask you to pick her up at four and then bring her here?”

Jonathan was now angry, “Now it’s already five, where is she?”

Steward paused, and said quickly, “I have already dropped Miss Hunk off an hour ago, and I watched

her walk into the building.”

“She came?”

Jonathan squinted his eyes, they looked evil now.

“Fuck! Did she run away?”

“Sir, Miss Hunk...”

Steward didn’t even get the chance to finish his sentence yet, when Jonathan already hung up, and

walked outside.

His secretary saw him coming, and came towards him.

Just after Jonathan went back to his office, she thought about it, and decided to tell him about the

“Claudia Hunk” that the reception downstairs has told her.

Even though the receptionist said that she was a fake Claudia, and there had been more than enough

of her this month already, but she was not so sure about it.

“Mister Miller, the reception said...”

But Jonathan didn’t even stop walking, and didn’t listen to her anyways, he walked right to the elevator.

When he got out of the elevator, he dialed a number.

“Get me all of the recordings from all the surveillance cameras within this building! Get it checked now!

I don’t care if you need to search the whole area, I want her found!”

Jonathan took big steps towards outside.

When he hung up the phone, he turned to look around.

“This woman, don’t let me get you, otherwise...”

He turned around, and saw a person sitting on the sofas in the waiting area.

Jonathan paused, and stopped his cursing.

They were only parted by a glass window, Angelia was sitting inside, reading a book, and didn’t look

like she was bothered by her surroundings.

“Mister Miller.”

The guard came running towards him, “We have gathered all the recordings, do you want to check

them personally?”

Jonathan raised his hands, all of his anger was gone, vanished into nothing.

“No need.”

The guard was startled, “Do we keep looking?”

“No need.”

The turned again to reenter the building, and quickly walked to the waiting area.

Angelia didn’t even notice how long she has been sitting there, she has gone to the reception a couple

of times, but they only told her that Jonathan was too busy, and she should keep waiting.

She didn’t dare to go home, she was afraid that she might anger him with it, so she had no choice but

to sit down and find a book to read.

She was still reading, when a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in her sight.

Angelia lowered the book and slowly raised her head, and saw that Jonathan was standing right in front

of her, looking down at her.

“What are you sitting here for? Why aren’t you going upstairs?”

He had waited for over an hour, and this woman is sitting here comfortably and reading her book?

Angelia looked towards the receptionist and said, “I was waiting for your approval to go up!”

Jonathan’s brows were twisted, in his voice were a slight anger mixed in.

“I didn’t get any message.”

He knew that it must have been the reception who blocked the message of her arrival.

Fuck!

These people are tired of working here!

Jonathan turned around, and looked towards the reception.

But quickly, he turned back to Angelia again and said angrily, “Don’t you know that you can call me?

What do you have a cell for?”

Angelia said innocently, “My phone died.”

Jonathan’s anger was obvious now, his words stuck in his throat, “Stupid! Come with me!”

He turned and took a few steps, then he turned back to her and took Angelia’s hand, not caring if she

wanted to or not, and walked with her to the elevators.

The two receptionists got scared already when they saw Jonathan coming down.

Then they watched him walk to the waiting area straight, and grabbing the “fake” Claudia by her hand,

which scared them even more.

“She... she really is out president’s wife?”

The other one wiped off the sweat on her forehead, and pushed the person next to her.

“I told you it was her, but you wouldn’t listen to me, telling some shit like the president’s wife wouldn’t

dress like that, look at the mess now...”

“I... how should I know what she looks like?”

“What do we do now?”

The two of them were still talking when the phone on their desk rang.

When the line connected, their manager said, “You two don’t need to show up anymore tomorrow, get

your stuff and go home.”

“Sir, we...”

“You don’t even know our president’s wife, what are you there for?”

With a sound, the line disconnected.

Both of them were pale on their faces, and sat back on their chairs.

Jonathan pulled Angelia to the top level of the building.

He was still looking angry, from his face expression she could see, but he still was holding her hand.

His hand was pretty big, and very warm, so big that he could hold her small hand in his.

Angelia wasn’t feeling very comfortable suddenly.

“Mister Miller, you can let go of me now.”

Jonathan completely ignored her, and pulled her out of the elevator.

Then his secretary quickly walked towards them.

“Sir, the reception just said...”

Jonathan’s eyes went cold, his voice loud, “The reception said that someone was here to see me, why

wouldn’t you tell me about it?”

The secretary looked at Angelia who was standing behind Jonathan, and immediately understood what

was going on.

She didn’t expect that this time the Claudia Hunk was the real one.

Shit...

“Sir, I really...”

“You can go now.”

Jonathan fell in her word.

The secretary suddenly went pale in her face.

“You mean...”

Jonathan called Truman’s number, and said coldly, “Truman, I want you to hire a new secretary

tomorrow, I don’t need any employees who don’t even know who they are dealing with.”

The secretary was so scared now that she was trembling all over, she put her hand on Jonathan’s arm.

“Mister Miller, please give me another chance!”

Jonathan knitted his brows angrily, his eyes fixed on that hand of hers on his arm.

“Let go of my arm, you are messing up my sleeve.”

“Sir, I am sorry I made a mistake, I cannot lose this job.”

Jonathan didn’t care for her, and shook off her hand.

“Everyone who makes mistakes would say that.”

Angelia felt sorry for his secretary who was now crying, she raised her hand and pulled on Jonathan’s

sleeve.

“Let it go.”