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The Nation’s Jackpot Girl (BWWM)

Chapter 3 Damned Racist

Word Count: 1596    |    Released on: 31/05/2022

lyn'

rse as I slam the d

modest here if their damned boss is a racist? I never imagined

'm some disgusting meal. I give them the sign forcing mysel

s, but I choose not to let them roll off while in this hor

me to the last floor, and I dash out of the co

rs almost fall off my cheeks, so I dip m

h to check the time, and there's still much time for me to while away. It's still noo

I say, sighing. While roaming, my stoma

it and order lunch. Within a few minutes, the attendant serves me m

ve another customer. An interview with Marcel Rey

nessman would reject a hot cake like me because of racism? I have all

rs. Giovanni to send me away, that would have been better than sitting

ds' doesn't mean he owns the world. The rich

n't any malpractice, I would have gotten the job. I had prepared very well

and out of the restaurant with their various needs. I smile at a family of four seated by the corner to m

o next? It seems like a dead end. I had submitted my resume to some companies, but they hadn'

h jobs that pay little peanuts as salaries. It

from the restaurant. I gulped down the remainder of my coke and lay the b

into the horizons. I walked down the

him my address. The driver tries to start a conversation with me, but my monosyllab

nking about now is how I'd get a job to feed myself and be stable. My foodstuff

job soon! That stupid stepfather of mine caused all these. I owe him a kic

called my mom for some money, but my pride wouldn't let

rive home. I pay off the taxi man with a smile on my face. I h

off my shoes at the doorstep, locked my door, and jumped on my bed. I'm s

is already 8 pm. I rub my eyes and reach for my phone. I open

positive one?" Rhetoric. I open

me was an impressive one, and for that, we find you unique and are part of the selected few to be interviewed

Leicester

C.E.O D&

let out a scream of joy as I jump onto my bed

for dinner with a cup of fruit juice while watching an episode from my recently down

y hair in a bun and jump on my bed to continu

m my bed to pick what I'd wear for the interview. I mustn't lose this job again. I don't kn

y documents are still inside intact. I rush to the bathroom to brush and have my bath. When I

. I check myself in the mirror and smile. Yes! I am good to go.

means she has gone to work already. There's a cab droppin

mpany,"

says, and I hop in. He's play

d at D&M accessories; I alight, paid him his money, and t

g. I compose myself and climb the

with a name tag on the left side of her dress Mrs. Bertha, welcomes me. Af

s here for th

part. Take her

here I was led to a room. The innards of the building were heaven on just a building; i

being called inside," Mrs. Ber

d three women; I made them Eight. However, before I sat down, I noticed th

hispered in betw

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