Chapter 17 Adrienne was just about to say something when Bethany walked in through the revolving glass door and greeted her warmly. "Adrienne? Are you here to see Garrett?" She seemed to notice that Adrienne didn't have clearance to access the top floor, and the corners of her lips curled slightly. The receptionist asked quickly, "Ms. Pierce, you know her?" "I do, but not well. I'm here to see Garrett. I'll head up first." "All right, Ms. Pierce. Take care." Bethany chuckled, swiped her access card, and headed toward the elevator. Bethany didn't work at the Melendez Group, but she knew her way around as if she did. Adrienne had been Garrett's wife for three years, yet she didn't even know which direction the company's main door faced. In the past, she might have felt heartbroken. But now, she felt almost nothing. After a few seconds of suffocating si- lence, she pulled out her phone and called Willard. Willard sounded surprised. "You don't have an access card?" "Nope." He raised a hand to rub his temples, not prying further into her personal affairs. "I'll have a friend come down. Just sign the contract in the lobby. It's all been agreed on anyway." "Thank you, Mr. Gibson." Adrienne sat up straight on the couch in the lobby, quietly waiting. Just then, another woman came in through the revolving door. Her gaze swept the room, landed on Adrienne, and she marched straight over. "You homewrecker! You're the woman he's keeping, aren't you?! And you still had the nerve to show up at my house?! I'll kill you!" Adrienne looked up, and the woman splashed a bottle of water right at her. She couldn't dodge in time. The water hit her full on. 0.0 % 16:43 The woman was Willard's wife. She'd been following his car all morning and was convinced Adrienne was his mis- tress. Without hesitation, she stormed over and tore several buttons off Adrienne's blouse. "You whore! Shameless mistress! Look at this. Mistresses these days even show up to provoke the wife!" The lobby of the Melendez Group was always busy. Her shouting instantly drew everyone's attention. Adrienne clutched her collar and pushed the woman away. "I'm Mr. Gibson's assistant, not his mistress. Next time. please get your facts straight before making wild accusations." But the furious woman wasn't listening. She raised her hand to yank Adrienne's hair. Adrienne stepped back. From the corner of her eye, she saw someone exiting the elevator. It was Garrett, with Bethany beside him, followed by several executives from the company. Garrett's gaze was calm and indifferent. Bethany, on the other hand, covered her mouth in surprise. "There must be some kind of misunderstanding." The woman grabbed Adrienne's blouse and sobbed uncontrollably. "You slut! Mistress! You've got that seductive look written all over your face! You've definitely slept with Willard in his office. I stood by him for over a decade, and this is what I get!" Adrienne frowned and was shoved back a step. "I told you that I didn't." The woman cried for a while and then suddenly dropped to her knees. "I'm begging you. Please leave Willard. I'm begging you.' She started banging her head on the floor. The sight of a wife kneeling to a supposed mistress and begging her to leave was so shocking that several bystanders began filming with their phones. Adrienne really had nothing left to say to someone so unreasonable. The longer she stayed, the more humiliating it became for both of them. Just as she turned to leave, she caught a glimpse of Garrett walking away. Bethany stood next to him, laughing softly as she chatted with him. The two looked like a perfect match.