Relentless Pursuit After Divorce-Chapter 1223. Such a familiar TV drama line

Sophia Green stood at the entrance of an antique shop called Dragon Pavilion, and in front of the CEO’s wife, demanded that the CEO take her away.

Absolutely shameless, to the point of destroying one’s values.

That Sophia Green was clearly trying to seduce their CEO, thankfully Adam stood firm and wasn’t led astray by her.

Unexpectedly, her stepmother actually came to them in person, and even acted like she was part of the CEO’s own family.

Pah!

The daughter’s unrequited attempt to seduce someone failed, and now she simply assumed she was the CEO’s mother-in-law.

Where were these two from as stepmother and daughter? They were clearly biological, one more oddity than the other.

The receptionist inwardly held Mrs. Thompson’s words and behavior in disdain, but still politely replied,

"The response from the secretarial department reflects the CEO’s wishes; if you have an urgent matter and need to see the CEO, please make an appointment with the secretarial department."

Mrs. Thompson had always felt a sense of superiority over others because she was Adam Jones’s birth mother.

In her subconscious, no matter how strained her relationship with Adam was, they were still mother and son.

The bond between mother and son doesn’t last overnight in anger.

When she came to Jones Corporation looking for Adam Jones, she should have been someone who could go upstairs anytime, not someone who had to go through a receptionist to apply and then see if the people upstairs were willing to meet her.

Hearing the receptionist repeatedly mention appointments, Mrs. Thompson became infuriated.

She felt that it wasn’t that her son didn’t want to see her; it was these unappreciative Jones Corporation employees taking liberties.

Mrs. Thompson simply threw her bag onto the receptionist’s desk and said, "Fine, an appointment it is, I want to make an appointment now, tell Adam Jones to see me immediately."

Receptionist: "..."

Employees of Jones passing by: "..."

Damn, this woman was Cam Green’s step wife, wasn’t she? What gave her the right to throw her weight around at Jones Corporation?

And she wanted their CEO to meet her?

Is she crazy or what?

The receptionist, who was supposed to talk to her with a pleasant demeanor, ended up feeling a lot more contempt and impatience after seeing her act so nonsensically.

"Sorry, without an appointment, you can’t see our CEO."

"You..."

Mrs. Thompson saw the receptionist’s firm attitude and her face darkened immediately.

At the Jones Family’s house, she was bullied by a servant and several watchdogs; and here, even a lowly receptionist dared to speak to her in this manner.

"Do you know who I am, how dare you speak to me like this!"

Receptionist: "..."

Such a familiar line from TV dramas.

Was she also going to claim she was the Empress Dowager of Jones Corporation?

The receptionist smiled faintly, still wearing that standardized formulaic smile, "Yes, I know, you are Mrs. Green."

Her title of Mrs. Green was normally laden with a hint of sarcasm.

No matter how famous Cam Green was in the cultural circle, these ordinary people really had nothing to do with him.

No matter how impressive Cam Green was, it had no impact on them.

The underlying message was, "You are Mrs. Green, and why should I care!"

Mrs. Thompson this time wasn’t foolish; she clearly heard the mockery in the receptionist’s words, her face contorted with anger.

If she claimed that she was their CEO’s birth mother now, would these blind folks dare to treat her with the same attitude?

Several times, she felt the impulse.

But she didn’t dare.

She knew all too well the storm of abuse she’d face if she acted on impulse.

Mrs. Thompson held back her anger and with a resentful glare at the receptionist, she unwillingly turned and walked towards the waiting area, planning to wait for Adam Jones to finish work and confront him.

Just then, a surprised male voice came from behind, "Mrs. Green?"

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