RedNovelChapter 1136 Unexpected Opportunities
After spending an entire morning going through interview after interview, Cherise finally understood the harsh reality...
Most people were solely intrigued by the smallest tidbits about the city's wealthiest man, paying little mind to the appearance of
his wife.
"Sigh...What should we do?"
Cherise, perched on a brown public bench situated by the roadside, leaned her weary head against Lucy's shoulder. "We've spent
the entire morning sitting through nearly over twenty interviews with event planning firms... and not one of them has responded
positively."
Lucy, her lips pressed into a determined line, continued swiping through the contents of her cell phone. "We've still got one more
shot."
Cherise exhaled a long sigh of resignation. Her hopes for this final option were faint, flickering like a dying ember.
To her astonishment, upon their arrival at the Oak Treepany, the interviewer dismissed detailed inquiries into their background
and instead greeted them with a warm smile, "Congratulations! You both have got a place within ourpany. Pleasee in
tomorrow, and you can officially begin working as an employee here."
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Cherise stared incredulously at the individual before her. She hadn't even broached her high-value proposition yet, and yet the
Gathering herposure, she directed her gaze at the interviewer. "Before that... | wanted to say that | chere with a
proposition."
"If you choose to bring us on board, | assure you the opportunity toanize the Gray Group's reception party."
The interviewer raised an eyebrow in surprise, then smiled, "Wow! Then we'll bring you in!"
Stepping beyond the confines of Oak Treepany, Cherise still felt as though she were floating in a dream-like state.
Glancing at Lucy, she inquired, "So...we landed the job, right?"
Lucy, equally baffled, nodded. "Seems like it."
"Since we got the job...should we get ourselves something delicious to feast on to celebrate the occasion?" Cherise proposed.
"Ok. Any suggestions?" Lucy responded.
"Let's see... there's a restaurant just downstairs that serves the best beef stew."
Chatting animatedly, the two women headed downstairs, their spirits lifted by the unexpected turn of events.
"Boss," the interviewer acknowledged through the phone call, observing their departure.
He had swiftly tapped on a contact after the two girls made their way off. "As you requested, I've brought them both on board."
"One of them proposed that employing them would grant us the opportunity to oversee the Gray Group's reception party..."
"Very well, let them take care of it. No harm in making a profit, right?"
A soft chuckle emanated from the woman on the other end of the line. "Keep them nice and cozy in the meantime. Well then... if
anything newes up, I'll contact you."
With a graceful gesture of her hand, adorned with a polished coat of purple nail lacquer, the woman elegantly ended the call.
"Violet, | recall you have a fondness for lattes."
A lean, tall man rapped lightly on the door, setting down a piping hot latte before the woman. "There's still business to attend to at
thepany. I'll make my departure now."
"Understood," Violet acknowledged.
A smile graced her lips as she bid him farewell, saying, "Stay safe on your journey."
The man inclined his head in acknowledgment, turning to leave, but Violet intervened, halting his departure.
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"Lenn," her voice called out.
He halted in his tracks, returning her smile. "What's on your mind?"
"Dad phoned earlier and mentioned consulting an astrologer for auspicious wedding dates. The fifteenth of the nexting month
cup as favorable," Violet relayed.
Lennon's demeanor momentarily stilled, and then a polite smile tugged on the corner of his lips. "Then let's enlist his expertise in
our preparations.”
"I'll be tied up here until month's end; unfortunately, I'm unable to manage a trip back for arrangements," Violet added.
Her smile remained serene as she continued, "No worries. You've been part of the family since you were a young boy. Mom and
Dad already consider you kin, so there's no inconvenience."
Lennon nodded in understanding. "I'll get moving first. Consider your dinner preferences tonight; it's my treat."
"Perfect!"
With Violet's affirmation, Lennon smiled, reaching to close the double set doors behind him.
The warmth in his eyes faded, replaced by a dark, thundering cloud that cast its shadows on his face. He narrowed his gaze,
thoughts consumed by the impending "auspicious" date: the fifteenth of the following month.
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