"Come in, I have said it already, I would not hurt you. If I wanted to harm you, your standing outside changes nothing," Albert said with a friendly smile.
"in that case, Mr Albert, you can just speak to me while I stand here. It is more convenient for me," Whitney was no fool. Although she could not fight against the man before her, she decided not to enter his car willingly.
Albert felt a bit frustrated as he had not expected her to be so arduous, but he did not want to waste any time, after all, it did not matter if she stepped in or stayed outside.
"I want you to come work for me," he stated, the reason why he was there. Whitney was dumbstruck.
"Mr Albert, I am only a college student. How can I be worthy of working in your company," Whitney said. She knew it would be stupid for her to agree to work for this man or have any form of agreement with him. Her father had worked with him and met his death.
