Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 345

Chapter 345: The Selection Process

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Chapter 346

~Zara’s POV~

Scott gestured toward the adjoining living room. "They’re all waiting there. Ten candidates in total. We need four new maids or five at most."

With a nod, I followed Scott to the next room, with Tempest and Aira trailing closely behind me.

The adjoining living room was spacious, lined with windows that allowed the morning light to flood in.

The ten ladies sat quietly on a long sofa, their hands folded neatly in their laps, their eyes widening slightly when I stepped inside.

Scott gestured toward me. "Ladies, good morning. This is Mrs. Zephyr, wife of our master, Alpha Snow Zephyr. From now on, she is your new boss."

I felt a slight blush rise to my cheeks at the formal introduction, but I maintained a composed smile.

Scott turned to me. "Lady Zara, any words before we begin?"

I looked at the women, each one of them appearing eager yet nervous. They ranged in age, some younger, some older, all dressed modestly and clutching small purses or resumes in their hands.

"No words," I said with a warm smile. "Let’s begin."

The ladies nodded. Each one of them had their expressions written on their faces—relief and focus.

Tempest leaned toward me as I took a seat. "This is going to be fun," she whispered, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

"Let’s hope so," I murmured back.

With Scott standing at the side, I turned my attention to the first woman in line. "Alright," I said kindly. "Tell me about yourself."

And so the interviews began.

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~Vera’s POV~

As I sat quietly on the far end of the sofa, I watched Zara with narrowed eyes, carefully studying her every move. She was beautiful, poised, and carried herself with the air of someone who belonged in a place like this.

It was irritating, infuriating, to say the least.

She smiled warmly at each candidate, and when she questioned us, her questions were thoughtful but straightforward.

Despite the absence of any hostility or arrogance in her demeanour, I couldn’t suppress the simmering jealousy within my chest.

"Enjoy it while you can," I thought, keeping my expression neutral. "Because soon, this will all be mine."

When my turn finally came, I stood, smoothing out the front of my dress. My steps were calculated, not rushed, just at the right pace, and my gaze was shy yet confident as I approached Zara and the others.

"Hello," Zara said warmly, gesturing for me to take a seat across from her.

"Good morning, Mrs. Zephyr," I replied softly, keeping my voice calm and composed.

Tempest tilted her head, studying me curiously, but said nothing.

"Tell me about yourself," Zara prompted, her kind smile never faltering.

"Careful," I thought, my smile remaining sweet. "You’ll only see what I want you to see. After all, my image change is the best among all witches. You can never unmask my disguise, Alpha bitch."