she was riding was so crowded that Laurel's appearance was not as neat as when she left earlier

of coming here, t

r, inviting her to come over. “Is there anything I can help?” The receptionist pr

y. She took it out delicately as if it were a precious treasure and showe

nd knew that this summons was no joke, sent directly by the owner's secreta

dly and pitiful attitude immediately took a se

he letter a fake letter, maybe just a joke to prank Laurel? Jeez! Why had she never thought about

managed to control herself, apparently, her friendly smile was back. “The interview

rel into the elevator to the fifth floor. “Come, miss,

seemed as if she was the anticipated guest and not one of the prospecti

pecting to be interviewed with other prospective

She is pleased

room, a small meeting room that might be

Her face is very exotic like a Latin woman, with her office suit that look

ly sat across

wondering why you can get a call at this company. We get a recomme

me truth, she was summoned because o

core staff of the board of directors. I mean, yo

her? Isn't it common for a company to take on and promote its long-serving employees to promotion? But the questions in Laurel's brain were imm

en answered, Mrs. Aamber (Laurel called her "Mrs." considering her position. When viewed from her age, Mrs. A

she wanted to read Laurel's heart. “If you are accep

ally they would greet you, then said they would do an evaluation and wo

t you to be ready and start working next Monday. Is

ugh it still felt like a dream.

mile. “Good luck in this company.” She then let go of hee hand and stepped out. “See you again, you can g

oom, holding back the strong urge to pinch herself