Chapter 328
Chapter 328
McKenzie was dressed in a beige-colored dress, elegant and exquisite.
“You made me dress up so formally, Grandpa. Who are we actually meeting?” asked the curious McKenzie.
“An incredibly prominent person who can shift the tides to her favor without fail. Didn’t your reputation suffer for the past few days? This bigshot can help you change it for the better. Do put on your best behavior later on,” advised Senior Potter.
McKenzie’s eyes narrowed at that. An incredibly prominent person? How could there be a bigshot she did not hear of?
Also, what did he mean her reputation suffered for the past few days?
Of course, she made no attempts to fix her reputation after sending those system texts to Omega users and got heavy backlash for it. She merely left it at that. What could the netizens do anyway?
She eyed her grandfather, the arrogance in her rather palpable at that. “Grandpa, why care about what keyboard warriors think? They’re all poor and class-less. Why should I care?” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
“Look at you! How are you even a young person? Everyone cares about their reputation online nowadays. I saw how people are still posting on your Twitter feed asking for you to apologize to Scarlet! 1
“You’re my only heiress, and all of my assets will be passed on to you eventually. You’ll have to look after your reputation, understand?”
“Fine.” McKenzie had no choice but to concede to her grandfather.
Senior Potter took another look at the time. “Three more minutes. Bigshots are usually right on time. I’ll g o to the washroom, so you wait for her here and have a good chat.”
“Okay.” McKenzie had no choice but to agree.
Her Grandpa cared too much of what others thought. McKenzie, on the other hand, was caught up with the whole Anthony and Charmine mess that she spared no time for small matters. all matters. Still… If this would improve her reputation, why not?
After all, Senior Potter was a man who cared about his reputation greatly, expecting his heiress to be untainted by rumors and criticisms in order to save troubles in the long run.
McKenzie took out a mirror to touch up her make-up.
At that moment, the sound of high heels clicking against the floor was heard. McKenzie lifted her head and saw a woman standing by the door.
It was Charmine Jordan!
Charmine was dressed in a white suit, seemingly professional and experienced. She spotted McKenzie in the room before inspecting the room number. “Where’s Senior Potter?” questioned Charmine.
McKenzie recovered from her shock and scoffed, “Where did you get that info from, Charmine? How do you know my Grandpa is here? Do you think anyone is allowed to meet him?”
Charmine’s eyes narrowed at that. So Senior Potter was McKenzie’s grandfather?
As Gloria was the intercessor, Charmine did not bother asking or investigating the matter as she assumed it was just someone else from the industry. Never did she expect Senior Potter to think so highly of McKenzie that he wanted to improve her reputation.
McKenzie saw how Charmine remained where she stood, thus she reclined back to her seat and sneered, “Why are you still here? Don’t think you can buy my Grandpa’s calligraphy with the few pennies that you own. My Grandpa’s art isn’t for anyone, especially for a disgusting b*tch like yourself! Even if you kneel and beg my Grandpa, he won’t sell them to you. Get out!”
Her words were full of anger and disgust. Mckenzie felt nauseous whenever she thought of Charmine
sleeping with Anthony!
Charmine did not even bother rolling her eyes, and she merely turned and left. Her pace was steady and confident, exuding a strong temperament from her gait.
McKenzie scoffed. A cheap, nouveau riche tried to snatch her Anthony from her? She would pay dearly for that.
When Senior Potter came back to the room, he looked at his watch suspiciously. “What’s the matter? Didn’t the bigshot say she’d be on time? Where is she?”
“Grandpa, why don’t you call to ask? Who on earth would let you wait?” McKenzie suggested.
Senior Potter agreed, and he took out his phone to call Gloria. Who would have thought…