Chapter 1205 Demonic Laugh
The woman was enraged as she glared at the receptionist and asked, "Do you think I am lying to you? Do I have a reason to lie here?"
"I didn't say you're lying," said the receptionist. "I just told you to contact President Raelle yourself since I'm unable to forward your request at the moment because of our rules."
Cloe was trying to figure out where did this aunt come out from. She pretty much knew everyone from Raelle's family then when did Raelle get such an aunt? In her understanding, there was only one aunt of Raelle Xiang and that was Mu Chenyan. And surprisingly, even the big boss, Mu Chenyan didn't seem this arrogant.
Okay, maybe Mu Chenyan was really arrogant but her arrogance was very different. She obviously wouldn't keep arguing with a receptionist and make it difficult for her to work.
After silently observing, Cloe finally stepped up and asked, "What's going on here?" Hearing her voice, the crowd around focused on Cloe as she walked over and said, "And what is this crowd for? Are we having a vacation today? Are you all paid to stand here to see a play? Get back to work!"
The crowd instantly dispersed without any hesitation. Seeing Cloe was like seeing the President Raelle. After all, not all employees got to see Raelle every day. But they had more interactions with Cloe and that meant she held a lot of prestige in this office too.
When the receptionist saw Cloe, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She finally didn't have to argue with this stubborn old lady. She turned to Cloe and informed, "Miss Cloe, this woman here wants to see President Raelle."
The woman also looked at Cloe up and down and heard Cloe asking, "Does she have an appointment?"
"No."
"Then what's the problem? Isn't it clear that whoever has no appointment doesn't get to see the President? Do you think Chief has nothing better to do with her time?"
The receptionist lowered her head and said, "But she doesn't want to listen to me. She keeps insisting that she is President Raelle's aunt."
The woman faced Cloe haughtily and asked, "Who are you?"
"That's my question," answered Cloe. "You should be telling me who you are. Or else, I'll call security to throw you out for obstructing our work."
"You dare!" The woman was unconvinced to hear that. "You all will regret treating me like this. I'm Raelle's aunt. Do you understand that?"
"Then why don't I know you?" asked Cloe. "Do you think you say you're Chief's aunt and I'll believe it? Do you have any proof?"
"You call her and ask," said the woman.
"There is no need to call," came Raelle's voice which startled the three receptionists. They looked at Raelle strutting over with her signature blank expression and the oppression she carried made them hold their breaths.
Even if they all knew that Raelle was strict with rules they were still a bit scared right now. After all, it could be seen from the attitude of this woman that she was really Raelle's relative. What if President Raelle blamed them? So, all of them tried to make their presence as minimum as possible.
The woman finally pulled down her black shades and stared at Raelle with a bit of surprise in her eyes. She had obviously seen the recently circulating pictures of Raelle on the internet but she didn't think that the real person would give her a bigger surprise.
"Oh, here comes my niece. You give aunt justice. They won't let me see you. Make sure they pay for it!"
The receptionists were even more under pressure. They knew they won't be fired for this mistake but Raelle's way of punishment was also very... unique. Who can forget that she made her whole secretarial department put back the shredded papers? And by the time those people were done, their hands were shaking and their eyes were so blurry. It was painful just thinking about it.
"And who are you?" asked Raelle. "Do I look like your personal lawyer? Why would I get justice for you? My employees are just doing their job. Who are you to order them around? Only I can do that since I pay their paychecks. They have no other option than to listen to me. But you? What kind of a thing are you?"
The woman didn't expect Raelle would speak to her like this in front of her employees and her smile vanished. "I'm your aunt. I'm Song Suirong! How can you even ask me who I am?"
"Your name is Song Suirong? Congratulations!" said Raelle. "My name is Raelle Xiang. See the difference? I'm Xiang. What the hell do I have to do with you?"
"I'm Song Xin'ai's sister!" yelled Song Suirong.
"So what?" asked Raelle. "What am I supposed to do with that information? You're Song Xin'ai's sister then go and look for her. Don't waste my time here. You are obstructing my company's work by making a scene here. I can sue you for that."
"How can you even talk like that? There is no respect for elders!"
"You're older than me, I accept but don't try to become my elder. There is a difference. Not all older people deserve respect. And not every old person out there is my elder. I have no obligation to you."
"Is this what your parents taught you?"
"My parents taught me nothing."
Song Suirong gritted her teeth in hatred. "I'm your mother's sister. You should at least be nicer to me."
"Even Song Xin'ai doesn't get to call herself my mother. Who are you to call yourself my aunt? Do I look easy to bully? Do you think you can come here and pressure me with family connections then you're wrong. My parents divorced the moment I was born. And my mother didn't raise me for a day. I have no obligation towards her much less you. The connection between you and I broke when your sister divorced my father. Now, you can leave!"
Raelle turned to leave and heard Song Suirong shout, "I'll tell your grandmother about this. She sent me here to call you home. I have to tell her how disrespectful you are. I'll make your mother pay for it."
"Why aren't you leaving?" asked Raelle. "Do you want me to call the security for you?"
Song Suirong could see that she wasn't bluffing so she have to leave in defeat. Raelle walked to the reception desk and found the receptionists looking at her with caution, "Do you think I'll fire you for this?"
"No."
"Then why are shaking like a sieve? I'm just here to say that you have done a good job. Indeed, we always follow the rules. And those who don't follow the rules should be thrown out. Next time, if anyone claims to be my relative just tell them to contact me personally. If they aren't able to do so, call security. Don't waste time. You know that I don't like that."
"Yes, President Raelle!"
"Get back to work," said Raelle before leaving.
"President Raelle is still the cool one!" said the first receptionist to the other. "She really doesn't bend her rules for anyone. For a moment, I was very scared for you that she'll punish you for holding her aunt back but it seems, my worry was wrong."
"Maybe it's because you're new," said the other receptionist who had a confrontation with Song Suirong. "I knew I won't get fired. President Raelle is a very principled person. She doesn't fire people over such small matters. Do you think we are in a drama where people get fired for dropping a cup of coffee on the boss?"
"Still, the President seems to like you."
"Well, it's not easy to impress our President Raelle."
"Sigh. I never thought even President Raelle has such terrible relatives."
"We can't do anything about that. People in the upper circle always have messy relationships. It's no surprise that there'd be such terrible relatives after President Raelle.
Meanwhile, Cloe followed Raelle in the elevator and said, "I was wondering who this aunt was. Didn't think it'd be a maternal aunt."
"No aunt," said Raelle. "I have only one aunt in this world. Mu Chenyan! No one else will get the title of that. Oh, you can add Yue Yue too but I don't call her aunt."
"You don't call MC your aunt too."
"Still. She is my father's sister."
"And this one was your mother's sister," reminded Cloe.
"If she had been nicer to that mother of mine, I might have spared her some of my politeness too. But since she didn't know what being nice is, then I don't have to bother wasting my politeness on her either."
"This is just one person from that Song family and I feel so uncomfortable with her 'I own the place' attitude. I wonder what the rest are like."
"Worse," said Raelle. "It can only be worse. So be prepared. And if any one of them shows up, don't be merciful."
Cloe laughed evilly at that, "I'd be happy not to be merciful. In fact, I'll make sure they are at my mercy instead! HA! HA! HA!"
"What was that?"
"The demonic laugh!"
"Don't do it again!"
"Tsk. So boring."
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