Chapter 1135 The Interview
Damien looked at the suit and shirt Cherise held in her petite hands, a resigned smile crossing his face. "Lucy's idea is actually
pretty solid. Let's not oveplicate things."
He quickly took the shirt from her and started buttoning it, his smile lingering. "Plus, it spares Alexis from having to suffer through
your mediocre cooking."
Cherise was rendered speechless.
She arched an eyebrow. "Why does everyone say my cooking isn't good? | think I'm a decent cook."
With a pout, she lifted her head, her eyes shimmering. "Don't you think my cake is tasty?"
Her eyes sparkled like starlight, and Damien felt his heart soften.
Damien's heart melted, overwhelmed by the warmth and tenderness in her gaze.
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Without hesitation, he wrapped his arm around her slender waist and kissed her deeply. "If we weren't in such a rush, you wouldn't
have left the bed this morning."
After another passionate kiss, he let her go, grabbed his coat, and walked out the door.
As he shut the door, a realization hit him, prompting him to turn back to the dressing room. "Apany Lucy to the interview."
"Let them know that if they bring both of you on board, the uing Gray Group celebration will be your project."
Cherise's eyes widened. Before you could, Damien had already departed.
She stood there, momentarily stunned, her hand instinctively rising to lightly touch her own face as if to confirm the reality of the
moment.
The Gray Group in Yatesville wielded as much influence as the Tanner Group in Europe and the esteemed Lenoir family in Adania.
Hosting their celebratory banquet would undoubtedly elevate Cherise and Lucy's standing, making them highly coveted by premier
weddingpanies.
With Damien's involvement, it felt akin to unlocking a shortcut to success.
Before departing, Cherise remained unaware that Lucy had distributed their resumes to numerouspanies, casting a wide in
their pursuit of opportunities.
They had spent the morning attending more than a dozen interviews, their determination driving them from one opportunity to the
next.
At first, Cherise maintained her patience and sincerity, meticulously addressing each question posed to her.
However, as the day dragged on and the succession of interviews mounted, her initial enthusiasm gradually dwindled.
By the end of the day, she found herself growing numb, her concern for the oue fading into indifference.
To her astonishment, the responses Damien had coached her to deliver during the interviews didn't yield the oues she had
anticipated. Rather, they resulted in unforeseen consequences.
"Hehe, Ms. Shaw, you can't simply make grand claims like that. The Grand Hallpany exclusively manages the Gray Group's
celebrations. A small firm like ours wouldn't even be considered."
"Ms. Shaw, while | understand your enthusiasm to secure a position, orchestrating the Gray Group's celebration banquet? Unless
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyou have a personal connection with Colin, it's highly unlikely."
"Ms. Shaw, please refrain from such grandiose claims. Handling the Gray Group's celebration? It's beyond the scope of our small
Cherise stood in stunned silence, her confidence momentarily shaken by the stark reality of their situation.
Feeling powerless, she sought refuge in Colin's renown, hoping his influence could somehow sway the situation in their favor.
"Please, take a moment to review this," Cherise urged, delicately placing Lucy's resin front of the interviewer. "Doesn't this
face seem familiar to you?"
Lucy was essentially Colin's wife in nonly, wasn't she?
Their extravagant wedding had been the talk of the town, making Lucy a recognizable figure to many.
However, the reaction they encountered was far from the reception they had anticipated.
"What distinguishes this individual?"
"Apologies, but I'm not familiar with her."
"Regrettably, | can't identify any notable qualities."