Terence Group was the leading enterprise in Yeringham. Therefore, every office worker wanted to join the company.
Emmanuel casually flipped through a few resumes
while submitting his. He realized a majority of the
applicants had a bachelor's degree from either local or
international universities. There were even
postgraduates who applied for the position.
This is ridiculous! It's just an errand–boy position, and
the benefits aren't that great. Still, it attracted so many
talented people to apply for it. Looks like many want to use this position as their steppingstone to join Terence
Group.
As compared to theirs, Emmanuel's resume was not as
impressive, and his skills were not a match.
When he placed his resume down, he heard a familiar
voice.
"Haha! Even an illiterate person wants to join Terence
Group. He's totally building castles in the air."
Emmanuel turned around to find the voice belonged to
Milani's brother, Jacob.
Although Jacob was like a ruffian, he had a bachelor's
degree. Hence, he wanted to try his luck in Terence
Group.
If he got accepted, he could work together with Milani.
Jacob's words invoked hushed discussions among the
young people in the precinct.
"Haha! A high school graduate is joining in the fun,
eh?"
"Don't make fun of others. Perhaps he just returned
from serving in the army."
"He should just apply for the security guard position
with his qualifications. Why bother wasting everyone's
time?"
Emmanuel looked impassive on the outside when he
heard their comments. Deep down, a myriad of
emotions was brewing in his heart.
Truth was, he did not choose to join the army because
he did not do well in school. Guarding the front lines
and protecting the country had been something the
men in the Lowe family had been doing.
In fact, his father died at a young age because he
sacrificed himself for the nation.
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If not for the mistake he made at Northern Region,
Emmanuel would not have returned to Yeringham with
a grudge. And now, his resume was nothing compared
to the others.
What he did not expect was that he actually passed
the first interview by just submitting his resume.
On top of that, he spotted another familiar face while
waiting in the lounge for his final interview.
"Mom? Why are you here?" Emmanuel called out.
Jacob and the others, who were staring at him just
now, whispered among themselves, "Not only is he a high school graduate, but he brought his mother
along, too."
"This is really crazy and embarrassing!"
"Hmph. Is he trying to get hired with such
qualifications? Dream on."
Emmanuel's fury intensified when he heard the crowd's
comments. However, he could not be bothered to
entertain them. He quickly made his way to Alessandra
and asked, "Mom, shouldn't you be resting in the ward?
Why are you here?"
Alessandra originally wanted to hide from him, but
now that Emmanuel had approached her, she could only sigh and explain, "You didn't give your wife a betrothal gift, nor did you buy anything for her. Now, you're even borrowing money from her. It makes me feel really uncomfortable. Anyway, I heard they're hiring cleaners here, and the benefits are better than in most other places. That's why I'm here."
Emmanuel's heart clenched when he heard that.
In the past, he was not interested in money at all.
Recently, he began to understand the pain of not
having money.
His mother was already fifty–seven years old, yet she
still had to work with her sick body for his marriage.
Jacob snickered when he heard their conversation.
"Do they really think this will work?"
"They're just wasting their time."
"Terence Group is not a charity organization. You guys
should stop wasting your time."
The young people around them thought the duo was
just putting on a show to gain sympathy. How
embarrassing.
Just then, a woman dressed in professional attire
asked loudly, "Is Alessandra Cadigan still here?"
"Yes! I'm here!" Alessandra quickly raised her hand and
hurried over while suppressing the pain in her body.
"You've been accepted. You may come to work the day
after tomorrow."
"Huh? Okay. Thank you! Thank you so much!"
Alessandra thanked profusely.
Meanwhile, Jacob was at a loss for words.
The mouths of the young people around were opened wide, even though they did not know what position she
was interviewed for.
Never did they imagine an old woman like her could get hired by a leading enterprise.
"Who's Emmanuel Lowe?" the office lady asked. "That's me!" Emmanuel hurriedly raised his hand. "Come in for your final interview."
With that said, the office lady left, and Emmanuel
hurried after her.
Jacob and the others were totally shock.
There were so many people waiting there, yet the
person in charge picked Emmanuel to be the first to go
through the final interview.
Even Emmanuel himself was puzzled.
He walked down a corridor and entered a bright office.
The moment he saw the beautiful woman sitting at the
desk, he exclaimed, "Ms. Beatrix, it's you?"
Beatrix had her hair tied into a double ponytail and
wore a high schooler's uniform. She looked just like a
high schooler.
"You're here! Come on. Have a seat," Beatrix greeted,
though she looked unfriendly like a devil in disguise.
She knew all about his dinner with Claudette last night.
How bold of him! He already has a gorgeous wife, yet he has the guts to flirt with other women. How insolent! What happened last time was a misunderstanding, but there's no way Claudette is his relative this time. I'm going to teach him a lesson on Mackenzie's behalf!
Emmanuel found her a little scary, but he still sat down
calmly and asked, "Ms. Beatrix, are you the one hiring?"
He had always suspected Beatrix was Mackenzie's
boss. Otherwise, it made no sense that the former
knew him.
"Of course!" Beatrix lifted her head slightly.
Truth was, Mackenzie let Beatrix handle some projects
that were running stably. One of them included the
construction project with Cloud Construction that was
about to complete.
She had been a management trainee for some time. And now, she finally had the opportunity to be in
charge of some projects. Naturally, she was excited.
Never did she expect Emmanuel would apply for the
job she just put up.
This is interesting.
"Be honest and I'll be lenient. Have you ever had any
affairs?"
"Huh?"
Emmanuel's lips twitched as he stared at Beatrix, who
was questioning him, her arms on her hips.
Why does it feel like this woman's interrogating me?
It took him a while to ask, "Is this question a part of the
interview?"
"Yes."
Beatrix was clearly not destined to be a qualified
interviewer. She threatened him, "You'll pass the
interview if you're honest. Tell me a single lie and you'll
be disqualified."
She even made a slicing motion with her hands.
"No!" Emmanuel answered resolutely.
Beatrix was taken aback, and she studied his facial
expression.
With her level of intelligence and ability to identify lies,
she could tell he was not lying. He was not blushing,
nor did he do any subconscious moves to conceal the
truth. In fact, he looked incredibly calm.
Does that mean he and Claudette haven't slept with
each other yet?
The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. Claudette was a daughter of a wealthy family. There's no way she'll let someone take advantage of
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her so easily.
"Have you ever had a candlelight dinner with another
woman without your wife's knowledge?"
With her hands pressed on the table, Beatrix stood up
and glared daggers at him.
Emmanuel could not help but frown, wondering why
Beatrix's questions were so weird. Is she out of her
mind?
Moreover, she was behaving weirdly as well.
"Answer me, or I'll disqualify you."
"No."
"What? No?"
Beatrix was shocked. How is he able to lie so naturally?
Could his previous answer be a lie, too? Wow, this is
impressive. I'm going to expose you!
"What's this, then?"
Beatrix opened her Instagram account and showed
him Claudette's picture.
Sure enough, there was a change in Emmanuel's expression.