Emyr nodded immediately. Ignoring the three people there, he quickly stepped forward and guided Arwen to his boss's private elevator.
Arwen was about to walk after him, but she stopped and turned to look back at the receptionist. "Having some patience first is always better than having the regret later. I hope you will always remember this from the next time."
The receptionist nodded, not daring to pull the same attitude from before. She looked like all the blood had drained out of her body. She thought to get on her knees to apologize, but it was as if Arwen never was looking forward to one.
She instead walked away with elegance and confidence as all that happened didn't matter to her at all.
The receptionist regretted it immediately. How did she not identify that aura before? The woman clearly carried the air superiority. Her attitude clearly evidenced that she was a lady of position.