Don't Fall For Me, CEO-Chapter 1157: Why Pretend?

When Joy Quinn was trying hard to hide in the crowd, eager to leave as soon as possible, King Allen spoke again, "Bring that girl named Joy here!"

"Yes."

The attendant nodded quickly and then began to look around.

Yes, not long ago, the attendant had been in contact with Joy Quinn.

Worried that Joy Quinn might not adapt well to the environment in Desrozin City and might get bored, the attendant, even when busy, would send Joy messages to check if she was bored at the hotel or wanted to go out for fun.

In her recent reply, Joy clearly mentioned sitting in the hotel lobby, assisting them in greeting some people.

The attendant was initially quite grateful to Joy, but now it seemed Joy had taken advantage of this identity to do something that displeased Her Majesty, July.

The attendant was also quite anxious, fearing that Her Majesty, July, would blame him because of Joy.

However, he knew that worrying now was useless; the most important thing was to find Joy for a face-to-face confrontation.

Despite his age, the attendant’s eyesight was good and he quickly spotted Joy Quinn in the crowd.

"Joy Quinn, what are you doing hiding there? Get over here now!"

Knowing Joy’s motives were not pure, the attendant no longer had the usual respect for her.

Joy Quinn had no intention of approaching and wanted to continue hiding in the crowd.

But those around her feared being implicated and quickly distanced themselves from her.

In this way, an empty space three meters wide formed around her.

Like a plucked chick thrown out, making a fool of itself.

The attendant, King, and July Quinn slowly walked up to her.

Joy had no choice but to face the music, greeting the attendant, "Attendant, you... hello!"

Then she raised her head to greet the King, "Your Majesty, hello."

Joy had imagined countless times meeting the King with the most graceful demeanor or the most alluring posture.

But she never expected it would be in the most embarrassing state.

"You are Joy Quinn? Why were you impersonating our staff and issuing orders just now?"

Allen couldn’t wait to ask.

Little did he know, this question shattered the illusion Joy had painstakingly created of an unusual relationship with the King.

This included the false image she had crafted by sneaking into the King’s bedroom under the guise of assisting the attendant, pretending to emerge in nightwear after a night of passion.

Not only July Quinn but even Anna in the corner realized that Joy had neither a shred of a relationship with the King nor was she even one of their staff.

"I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I didn’t know that Her Majesty, July, is your esteemed guest. I just didn’t want her causing a disturbance here and affecting your rest. I..."

Joy didn’t want to lose her life over this, so she gritted her teeth and admitted fault.

But even so, it couldn’t quell the King’s anger.

"Her Majesty, July, is not only my esteemed guest but also my most respected benefactor! Your disrespect towards her is disrespect towards me!"

Allen was furious.

He had tried to arrange a meeting with his benefactor but always failed to secure an appointment.

This was a rare chance; his benefactor had personally invited him to meet in Desrozin City.

Allen wanted to seize the opportunity to make a good impression.

Yet even before he had the chance, it felt like everything had been ruined by Joy.

How could he possibly be pleased!

Thus, he ordered:

"Guards, slap her thirty times and then throw her out!"