CHAPTER 323

Romeo stood there for a moment, stunned by the audacity of her action.

"What kind of a staff are you?" Romeo widened his eyes in disbelief.

His face contorted into a frown as he wiped the spittle from his cheek.

The shock quickly gave way to a deepening scowl on his face. “Did you just spit on me?” he demanded, with a voice that was edged with a mix of anger and incredulity.

The receptionist’s face remained a mask of defiant disdain. “And I am going to do more than that if you do not take your casual, shabby self out of this place,” she retorted with a voice that was dripping with venom.

The few customers in the lobby, already feeling the oppressive atmosphere, began to murmur among themselves.

Some exchanged glances, as their expressions was ranging from mild curiosity to thinly veiled amusement.

A few staff members, observing the commotion from a distance, allowed themselves to show sneers and whispers.

One of them, a young man in a navy blue suit, snickered audibly, He shaked