Chapter 443 National Treasure-Level God

She kept calling Vincent on the road, but she couldn't get through.

Joel Russo's phone rang, but no one answered it.

At this moment, she had no choice but to tough it out and approach the reception desk in the lobby. The receptionists gave her a strange and disdainful glance but still mustered a standard smile at her.

"May I help you?"

Arabella Vanderbilt nodded, "I'm looking for your Executive Chief Russo."

The smile on the receptionists' faces stiffened briefly as they exchanged glances, the disdain in their eyes becoming even more apparent.

"Do you have an appointment, miss?"

As expected...

An unexpected visit wasn't going to work.

"Can I make an appointment now?"

"No," the receptionist declined without even thinking.

Arabella's face began to darken.

As a company leader herself, she certainly understood that appointments were normal, but a last-minute notification wasn't impossible either.