"Hehe. You have nothing to say for yourself now, right?" Beatrix smiled gleefully. Just as she was about to teach him a lesson, Emmanuel said calmly, "This isn't a
candlelight dinner. I'm only treating her to a meal to
thank her."
"Huh? Thank her?" Beatrix was surprised.
That never crossed Beatrix's mind. "I was the one who
helped you that night. You should be treating me
instead. Why are you treating her to a meal? Is it
because you like her? In what way am I not better than
Claudette?" she asked, riled up.
She even puffed her chest when she finished her
sentence.
Emmanuel was at a loss for words. Ms. Beatrix is really
an active person. Her personality's the complete
opposite of that icy woman. Mm… I'm sure they're not
related by blood.
"Ms. Beatrix, you've misunderstood the situation. I'm not
thanking her because of that. She was the one who
helped my mother get the ward back."
That was when Emmanuel told her what happened at
the hospital.
At the same time, he found the situation odd. Why is
she asking weird questions during a job interview?
"I see…" Beatrix stroked her chin.
Mackenzie must be feeling upset because of this
matter. I wonder if there'll be any changes to her mood
if I tell her the truth.
"Yes. If you don't mind, I can treat you to a meal to
thank you too."
"Really?"
"Yes, but I can only treat you to a normal meal
because I'm low on funds," Emmanuel explained
frankly, his cheeks blushing.
"All right. I'll hire you because of this meal. You can
come to work from tomorrow onward and become my
errand boy," informed Beatrix while clapping.
"Huh?'
Just like that?
Emmanuel froze for a few seconds before saying,
378
"Thank you, Ms. Beatrix."
Seeing him stepping out of the room, Alessandra
hurried over and asked, "Manny, how did the interview
go?"
Since Emmanuel was the first to get interviewed, many
interviewees eyed him nervously.
"Haha! He must've failed! I've never heard of a high
school graduate getting hired at Terence Group,"
Jacob mocked.
"Exactly. All the employees at Terence Group are highly
educated people."
"This position requires an individual to have professional knowledge. They'll never hire him."
A few youngsters discussed softly by the side.
Ignoring them, Emmanuel answered, "Mom, I got the
job. I'll start working tomorrow, so you really don't have
to work."
"What?"
The youngsters' eyes almost popped out of their heads
in astonishment. One of them even dropped their
glasses.
He got hired?
A young lady quickly approached and asked softly, "What did they ask during the interview?"
It was apparent that she wanted to join Terence Group
and have a promising career plan.
"The questions are a little odd. Are you sure you want to hear them?" Emmanuel asked sincerely. He was not
a petty person.
"Yes, please. Thank you, mister."
The young lady clasped her hands together with an
expectant look on her face.
Even Jacob and the others pricked up their ears.
"Have you ever had any affairs?"
"Huh?"
The first question caught the young lady by surprise.
Regardless, Emmanuel had already expected that
reaction from her. After all, that was his first reaction,
too. Unfazed by her response, he continued, "Have you
ever had a candlelight dinner with someone of the.
opposite gender?"
"What?" Jacob shrieked.
What kind of questions are these? What do they have
to do with the position?
Ignoring their reactions, Emmanuel continued with the
last question, "The interviewer also asked in what way
is she not better than Ms. Claudette Lenoir."
Jacob almost screamed, and the young lady was
speechless.
Even the other interviewees around them were
dumbfounded. What kind of interview is this?
However, Emmanuel appeared honest. He did not look
like he was lying.
Of course, Emmanuel did not care if they believed him or not. He simply wished them luck and left with Alessandra.
When the interview was over, Beatrix rushed to the headquarters and barged into Mackenzie's office. "What's up? Do you have something to report?"
Mackenzie looked up. Her expression was cold.
"Hehe. Guess who I interviewed today?" Beatrix
approached her happily.
"I'm not interested in guessing. Just spit it out if you
have something to say," Mackenzie snapped as she
continued doing her work.
Fortunately, Beatrix had expected that reaction from
Mackenzie. In fact, the former was used to it.
Regardless, she announced excitedly, "I interviewed
Emmanuel!"
"What?" Mackenzie immediately looked up.
In the past, Beatrix would not believe Mackenzie had
someone she cared about, not to mention the person
was a man.
Oh, shoot!
Judging by Mackenzie's reaction, Beatrix had a feeling
that she was at risk of losing her bet with Lexi.
"Aren't you hiring a part–timer to help you with the
projects? Why did he come for the interview?" asked
Mackenzie curiously.
Chuckling, Beatrix responded, "Maybe Emmanuel is
short of money."
Noting the change in Mackenzie's expression, Beatrix suddenly added, "By the way, I asked him and it turned
out that he wasn't having a candlelight dinner with
Claudette yesterday. He was just thanking her for
helping his mom get the ward back."
"What?"
Mackenzie appeared more agitated, so much so that
her reaction shocked Beatrix.
Holy cow!
In the past, she could never imagine getting such
reactions from her sister.
After all, Mackenzie was the indifferent CEO of Terence
Group who had misandry.
Mackenzie did not care what Beatrix's motives were.
The former's usual calm expression changed
incessantly.
After all, she was the one who helped Alessandra get
the ward back. It did not make sense that Emmanuel
was giving Claudette the credit.
"Is he stupid or what?" Mackenzie tapped the table
gently.
Beatrix was stupefied that she didn't even blink.
Of course, Beatrix did not know what Mackenzie meant,
but the latter was clearly very emotional.
Her cool–headed sister that had misandry was getting
riled up for a man. That was something Beatrix could
never imagine in the past.
Don't tell me she likes him. No way. That's impossible.
"Ail right. You may leave now."
Mackenzie quickly recollected herself. She shifted her
gaze back to the computer screen and continued
working.
It was only when Beatrix left after making a face did
Mackenzie let out a sigh and hit the table.
"I'm never helping that idiot again."
Alessandra had not been working for the past two
years because of her poor kidney condition.
Recently, she had been working hard to help pay off
Emmanuel's debts and trying to buy Mackenzie
betrothal gifts and jewelry.
Terence Group was a famous, newly established
company. The truth was, being a cleaner was easy, but
Alessandra worked too hard. She even served the
employees drinks, which left her exhausted.
When the manager asked her to clean up the
conference room, her kidneys were already in pain
from exhaustion. Hence, she had to lean against the
table.
Just then, she accidentally collapsed to the ground
and bumped into a table.
Instantly, all the drinks spilled onto the table, drenching
the manager's laptop and brand–new iPhone fourteen
before he could even take them away.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Derek Schwartz, the manager, rushed in. His expression darkened, and his heart sank at what he saw in the conference room.
"Ma'am, are you all right?"