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Didn't see Keane Lowell for three whole days.
The following day.
Claire Prescott was idly wandering in her own yard, when the thought of visiting Keane Lowell at work suddenly popped into her mind.
She thought it, and she did it.
After lunch, she set off.
Carrying mooncakes made by her grandma, and picking up a bouquet along the way, she went to the Lowell-Kystral Group.
She didn't tell him in advance, intending to give him a surprise.
However.
Unexpectedly, she was stopped by the receptionist downstairs.
When she said she was looking for Keane Lowell, the receptionist gave her a disdainful look from top to bottom and refused to let her in.
"Some people should know their place. Do you think you can just see President Lowell whenever you want?"
Perhaps seeing her holding a bouquet, she mistook her for one of Keane Lowell's pursuers.
Claire Prescott didn't want to waste words with her, "Can I at least meet with Assistant Cheney by his side?"
Upon hearing this.
