Stepping out of the cab, Anastasia took a moment to admire the imposing skyscraper before walking inside.
“May I help you, miss? Do you have an appointment?” the receptionist asked, her eyes lighting up as she saw Anastasia approach. Her voice was exceptionally gentle. Beautiful people always seemed to get preferential treatment.
Anastasia smiled. “I’m here for Harrison. Could you please call Logan and tell him a Ms. Sterling is here to see him?”
*Here for Mr. Lancaster?*
The receptionist gave Anastasia a surprised look. Many people came looking for Harrison Lancaster, but it was rare for someone to call him by his first name so casually.
Speculating about Anastasia’s identity, the receptionist made the call upstairs.
“Logan, there’s a Ms. Sterling here, says she’s looking for Mr. Lancaster…”
*Ms. Sterling?*
Logan was downstairs in record time.
Spotting Anastasia, he hurried over. “Mrs. Lancaster, what are you doing here?”
*Mrs. Lancaster?!*
The receptionist’s jaw dropped as she stared at Anastasia.
“I came to pick Mr. Lancaster up from work,” Anastasia said brightly.
“Mr. Lancaster is still in a meeting. He’ll probably be another half hour. Why don’t you come up with me?”
Anastasia nodded. As she walked away, she noticed the receptionist’s stunned expression and offered her a polite smile.



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