Esme's sharp eyes scanned the room, irritation clear on her face. "Do you really think I'd just hire someone because they're a friend? Do you take me for a fool?" Her voice cut through the murmurs, and her gaze settled on the elders, daring them to answer.
Everyone turned to look at Esme, their eyes asking, "Isn't that true?" The air felt heavy with anticipation, and Esme shifted, with irritation.
She let out a short, frustrated laugh before raising her voice. "Yes, his name is Prince. And while he might be an orphan, let me make one thing clear—he's not some random nobody. He graduated from an international university, one of the most prestigious ones, mind you. He was one of the top secretaries, working in big companies all over the world."
