Chapitre 263: Need A Lifeline

"Good afternoon, Ms. Mimi. Sir Tristan's three o'clock guest is on the way up to his office," the receptionist informed Mimi as soon as the latter answered the call and the piece of information jolted Mimi up from her seat. 

She knew how important this guest was, especially after how Tristan had to clear his afternoon schedule to accommodate the person. 

Checking herself in the small desk mirror, she puffed out a shaky breath before standing up to inform her boss.

She could give Tristan a heads up through the intercom, yet she felt like she needed to shake off her nervousness by walking a few steps to her boss's office. 

Ironing her pencil skirt with her palms, she straightened her back and rapped on the door before opening it.

"Mr. Yang," Mimi trailed off but immediately clamped her mouth upon noticing Tristan was amidst a phone call. 

She stood silent and motionless by the threshold and waited until Tristan would finish his phone call.