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The Nation’s Jackpot Girl (BWWM)

Chapter 4 Second Interview

Word Count: 1501    |    Released on: 31/05/2022

Leices

t with the boys last night. I drank so much that I woke up with a t

d my breakfast and quickly got down to my driveway, where the driver was wai

ng late," I berate myself as my driv

dient towards me and his job. I suck in some hair as I gaze a

at it, I'm impressed by my hard work and determination to make it the number one leading company in

e purchasing department. I had to gather efficient and reliable workers over

thout a rethink. Yes! I had to because I wanted to make a mark in the industry, and I couldn't without sifting out the thor

g, sir," she

are the interviewees?" I inquire

Bertha replies to me as she gives me my office iPad to take

chose the previous floor because of the ethereal view ov

t person," while I open my

ll for another person whi

ease," whi

sume, but I don't take a fancy to mothers in this post. I need an agile per

giving me less energy when I need the absolute b

past one already. I heave a sigh and stand up to get some water from the dispenser

is would be the fifth per

r lead me astray. I hope I can choose someone out of the remaining four peopl

black hair, brown skin, and eyes that can lure a man into temptation look

with her sonorous

mpted, but I send those thoughts away. I have

she's a black woman. That's a no for me. There's no specific reason as

es." I reply to her, standing up to extend my hand to sh

Jocelyn Gbone Dizon, o

ards the seat before me. 'Why did she have to b

a look at you

is." Mr. Celyn hands it o

des are fantastic too. I am torn between employing her and not because I

you can offer us here at D&M?" She adjus

ok at the positive side can relate. I don't easily back down, and once I start something, no matter how difficult it pro

ho would live up to it, but I don't think I would employ her. I am not a rac

p on my handsome face. I return her portfol

s a nice repl

replaced with a stern look. Nevertheless, I continue giving

o me. You can try out other companies, and they...." The remaining words die

she mutters sarcastically and turns towards the door jamming it aft

and collected poise, even when she knows she deserves the job. She also didn't even bother to ask me wh

ing?" I ask her when she ente

remaining, sir. Two

ne person whom you feel would be suitable for the po

s on my birthday last year. They know how much I fucking love wristwatches. T

e from the club. We had fun till dawn before I sent her home. That was another reason I clocked in at w

d. We argued the last time we met. An argument is a sign that I am getting tired of the relations

upts my reverie. A look at him te

." I stand up to

seat. 'I hope this person fits the position,'

see your

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