"Obviously. Do you have any self-awareness at all?" The receptionist studied Naomi a beat longer, then shrugged it off. "People do whatever it takes to get ahead. You'd be surprised what some of these women try."
Right on cue, Owen appeared at the front doors.
Spotting him, the receptionist lifted her chin. "Owen this one's claiming to be the Sinclair project lead. Wanted to see Mr. Cole. I stopped her."
"Honestly, these women never run out of new angles. Pretty face, wasted on the wrong strategy." She shook her head, almost sympathetic.
Owen's mouth twitched.
So this is why the boss suddenly told me to come downstairs and grab someone.
"There's been no shortage of women trying to get close to Mr. Cole over the years. Ms. Hart, please don't take it personally." Owen gave a brief expl
