The receptionist saw that Trissy sat down in the waiting area of the hall. She had to call Vincent on the inner line.
Vincent sighed, as he knew that the two Miss Cheeks were difficult to deal with.
He knocked on the door of Lucas' office and walked in upon getting permission.
"Mr. Thomas, Miss Cheek is waiting for you in the hall. She says she won't leave until she sees you."
"Let her wait in the meeting room on the third floor."
Hearing Vincent's words, Lucas frowned and ordered.
Trissy sat in the hall and waited for a while before Vincent arrived.
Being asked to go to the meeting room on the third floor, Trissy immediately stood up from the sofa.
When she walked past the front desk, she arrogantly rolled her eyes at the receptionist and snorted.
In Trissy's eyes, she was still a rich young lady even if her family had gone broke. There was a difference between her and the ordinary people.
But the Cheek family had long been left with only an empty shell, so her pride was only a worthless cover for her inferiority.
Trissy was invited to the meeting room on the third floor and was served with coffee and dessert.
Her pride was satisfied. She sat in the meeting room for a while, only to find that Lucas didn't appear.
Trissy opened the door and saw that the entire third floor was quiet.
She wanted to look for Lucas, but she was afraid of provoking Lucas. She couldn't come in vain today.
But she wasn't sure if Lucas would come. She couldn't just keep waiting.
Trissy thought for a while but still decided to go to Lucas' office.
She knew that Lucas' office was on the top floor. But without an employee ID card, she couldn't use the elevator.
After waiting for another half an hour, Trissy finally saw a janitor on the third floor. She hurriedly walked into the elevator.
When Lucas heard the knock on the door, he thought that it was Vincent.
When the door opened and Trissy came in, his face darkened.
Lucas dialed the inner line and Vincent soon rushed over.
When Vincent entered the door and saw Trissy, he immediately gasped.
Was Trissy trying to get him fired?
"Can anyone come to my office like this?"
Lucas questioned Vincent with a grim face.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Thomas." Vincent could only apologize. He then looked at Trissy. "Miss Cheek, please don't make things difficult for me."
"Lucas... Sorry. Mr. Thomas, I am here for something important," Trissy pleaded, looking at Lucas.
Lucas was silent and still looked sullen. Vincent didn't know what to do for a moment.
After all, Trissy Lucas' brother's widow. He couldn't lose his temper at Trissy.
"How much money do you need? Tell Vincent. You don't have to come to me," Lucas said coldly.
Trissy felt that there might be some hope.
She put on a pitiful look and smiled bitterly, "Lucas, I didn't come to ask for money. It's Luna. She's seriously ill."
"Take her to a doctor if she is sick. I don't know how to treat patients," Lucas said indifferently.
"The doctor said that Luna's MDD is getting more serious, and she has a tendency to commit suicide, so I am very afraid." Trissy pretended to be worried. "Luna hasn't eaten a full meal for a long time. I am afraid that she will break down."
Vincent was stunned by Trissy's words. He was in charge of the living expenses of the two young ladies of the Cheek family.
According to the bill he received, Trissy and Luna ate nothing but expensive food like caviar or foie gras every month. They had no intention of starving themselves at all. How dared Trissy claim that her sister wouldn't eat?
"How much do you need this time?" Lucas lost his patience. He frowned and looked at Trissy.
"Mr. Thomas, I told you I don't want money. I just hope you could take Luna to the hospital." Shocked by Lucas' gaze, Trissy still forced herself to finish her words.
"Trissy, if Luna is sick, you can take her to a doctor. I will pay the bills. But I won't do anything more than that," Lucas coldly said and then glared at Vincent.
Vincent hurriedly said, "Mr. Thomas, the managers of the Marketing Department are waiting for you in the conference room."
"Let's go." Lucas took the opportunity to get up. When he walked past Trissy, he glanced at Vincent and said, "Vincent, send Trissy out."