Chapter 72: She Is the Girl That Ethan Harris Loves
Chapter 72: She Is the Girl That Ethan Harris Loves
"Of course I remember! It was as if I were in a dream! I never expected to see scenes like this in real
life that I'd only seen in books. Even the cold, aloof Young Master Ethan came to the company today
with a hickey. This demonstrates how much he adores his little girlfriend!"
"I'm so jealous."
The little girlfriend, Annetta, they were talking about heard all that they had said as she sat there on the
sofa.
She blushed.
She had not expected Ethan to proudly display the hickey on his neck for all the company to see. This
man was really...unscrupulous! He needed to pay attention to his own public image, at the very least!
What happened to the supposed aloofness?
What happened to the alienation from others?
Where was the unapproachability?
Why have they all disappeared?
Annetta did not notice a few receptionists looking at her and whispering amongst themselves. She was
busy blushing and scolding herself for giving Ethan a hickey in the morning.
One of the employees walked towards her, bent down and said respectfully, "Excuse me, are you Miss
White, Annetta White?"
Annetta raised her head, surprised that someone had recognized her. She nodded and said, "Yes."
"Oh," the receptionist said with extraordinary enthusiasm. "Are you looking for Young Master Ethan?
He has already told me what to do. Please, come with me. This way!"
Annetta felt that there was a trace of relief in her enthusiasm. She did not know if it was just her
imagination.
Of course not. The entire Harris Group was aware of Annetta because of Ethan's previous
outburst. The receptionist who had refused to let Annetta see Ethan had been fired. As a result, the
remaining receptionists, as well as any new ones who came in, were acutely aware of Annetta. They
were afraid of losing their jobs if they offended her.
She followed the receptionist to the CEO's exclusive elevator and asked, "How did Young Master Ethan
know that I was coming?"
She hadn't called Ethan yet, and the two of them hadn't even made an appointment today.
"Since the last time Miss White came, Young Master Ethan has told us that all the prohibitions in the
Harris Group do not apply to you. Miss White, you can come and go as you please," replied the
receptionist.
Annetta suddenly felt touched. Since that time, she had come a few times at night to pick him up from
work. He had always been downstairs waiting for her whenever she had come. It seemed as if he was
waiting for her to pick him up from work.
Annetta had seen Ethan sitting on the sofa in the main hall waiting for her one time. The scene
reminded her of a kindergarten she had previously passed by. Ethan was like the kid who was waiting
for his mother to come and pick him up from kindergarten. He could only leave when his mother
arrived.
But this 'child' was more attentive than her. He had thought of and arranged for everything even though
he was unsure if she would come to find him at the office again.
When they met, she had to reward this big boy.
The receptionist brought her to the CEO's office upon exiting the lift. However, Ethan was currently in a
meeting, and Ethan's other assistant attended to her. This assistant's name was Kathleen Stewart, and
she looked much more approachable than Howard.
Annetta did not feel any hostility from her. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Kathleen said, "Miss White, Young Master Ethan is currently in a meeting. Please wait a moment. I'll go
to the meeting room to tell Young Master Ethan that you are here."
"It's okay." Annetta stopped her. "There's no need for that. I will wait for him in his office."
"Very well, Miss White, please come with me."
Annetta followed Kathleen to Ethan's office. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Will the meeting
take a long time?"
Kathleen nodded. "It'll take about two hours. Do you want to eat or drink anything? I will prepare it for
you."
Kathleen felt that a little girl like Annetta would definitely like some snacks. Annetta is the girl that Ethan
Harris loves, so naturally, Kathleen wanted to serve her well.
Annetta shook her head. "No thanks, I'm good. Could you help me prepare a few things?"