Chapter 1038


    She didn''t have the energy to argue with Arabe any longer. The nauseating feeling was rising, and in


    her frustration, she spun on her heel and stormed off.


    At this point, her friends were waiting for her outside the restroom, puzzled.


    It seemed like Serena knew Arabe, and they appeared to have some sort of disagreement.


    Was it due to the backstage incident that urred earlier in the day?


    “No one bothered to tell me I smell so bad!” Serena retorted, pushing past her friends and heading


    back into the restroom to freshen up.


    Her friends covered their noses, “We didn''t smell anything off. Did Arabe say you stank? Don''t listen


    to her nonsense. You don''t smell bad at all. Urgh, Not at all."


    Despite their reassurances, they kept their distance, merely standing by the entrance of the restroom.


    Meanwhile, Arabe left Summerfield College and hailed a cab, heading directly to ce.


    Mya, still in shock, felt like she was being followed. She hurried back to her dorm, recalling the moment


    when Arabe hugged her and seemingly wrote something on her back with her fingertips.


    She was too scared, too tense. She was dazed and had no idea what Arabe had written on her back.


    She forced herself to calm down, grabbed a pen and paper, and attempted to tecall every stroke


    Arabe had made. After several tries, she was shocked to realize that the word was "Romeo"!


    Was Arabe trying to send a message to Romeo?


    Indeed, Romeo was influential, and there was nothing he couldn''t solve. She had met Romeo in the


    past, but she didn''t have his contact information.


    What was she to do?


    Desperate, she searched online for thepany''s phone number and dialed it.


    Mya listened to the automated message, finally hearing, “For operator assistance, press zero."


    She quickly pressed zero, holding her breath in anticipation.


    Soon, a sweet voice came from the other end of the line.


    “Hello, this is the front desk of McMllian Corporation. How may I assist you?"


    “Hello, I have a phone appointment with your CEO. My name is Arabe.


    Could you please connect me?” Mya knew that if she gave her real name, the receptionist would not


    pay her any heed.


    Even if the call did reach Romeo, he probably wouldn''t remember who she was.


    “I''m sorry, but ourpany does not currently offer phone appointments.


    May I ask who you are and when you scheduled a meeting with our CEO?"


    “Just put me through to your CEO. It''s an urgent matter. If it''s dyed, you''ll surely be fired! I''m not


    trying to scare you!"


    “Did you say your name is Arabe?"


    “Yes, I did."


    “Please hold on. I''ll confirm this for you."


    Thankfully, the receptionist didn''t give her a hard time. Mya breathed a sigh of relief and waited


    anxiously for the call to be connected.


    At this moment, Romeo sat at the conference table, listening to the Finance Director report on the


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    financial state of the month.


    When Carl received the call from the front desk, he quietly said to Romeo, “Ms. Be is trying to reach


    you through thepany''s phone line, iming she has an appointment with you and it''s an urgent


    matter"