Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir

One sided love?

~Lauren~

'You came earlier than usual today' the receptionist mentioned, narrowing her gaze on me. I rolled my eyes, feeling slightly offended.

'But I do come early, you know..'

She threw a piece of cookies into her mouth. 'Well, I didn't say you're a late comer'

I leaned closer, controlling my voice to come off like a whisper, 'I heard he's visiting today.'

She frowned, opening her bottle cap. 'Who?'

'The President'

She froze mid way to bringing the bottle of water close to her mouth, her eyes growing twice its normal size. 'How come you know about that? And I don't?'

'I over heard from some of the workers' I responded.

'What workers?'

I slouched my shoulders. 'what other workers would I be referring to?' I wheezed out, tired of her petty questions. It's a trait particular about her although but for someone like me, it gets tiring except it's coming from Joan or Aiden.

Her face scrunched up in dissatisfaction. 'I wonder why he's coming again. He visited only few days ago'