Some people said they could speak multiple languages.
Some said that they were good at playing the piano and so on.
All of them couldn't wait to lay all of their strengths out on the table.
It was soon Yesseca's turn. The butler asked Yesseca about her strengths.
Yesseca thought about it for a moment.
She had been in the hospital for so long and had been staying with other patients. She saw how Lothar took care of her and how the other patients' families took care of the patients.
Yesseca said, "I'm good at taking care of ill patients."
She was relatively smart. She was able to learn skills just by observing others do it. That was why she had the confidence in saying so.
A hint of light flashed in the butler's eyes.
Initially based on Yesseca's education level, she was already out of the running for the job. That was because anyone who attend to the young master, required a high level of education and that included the servants as well. However, after hearing Yesseca's words, the butler felt Yesseca might be an ideal candidate for the job.
After all, the young master had his private tutor to coach him, and he didn't need the servants to teach him in his studies. Although the young master looked fine on the outside, but he actually had a hidden illness. Having a young servant who knew how to take care of patients was more suitable than others.
The butler picked three out of the many, and of course Yesseca was included.
The master usually didn't have to care much about the servants' matters, but now that it was the servant who was going to accompany the young master by his side, the master had to put in more attention to it.
The final decision was in the hands of the master.
The butler brought the three of them to Tremaine.
At this moment, Tremaine was looking at a piece of document in his study.
The butler knocked on the door.
"Come in," came a sturdy and deep voice.
The butler pushed the door open.
He ushered the three of them in.
At the same time, Tremaine, who was sitting behind his desk, giving off a cold aura, looked up at them.
Apart from Yesseca, the other two women gasped both at the same time.
Tremaine was as handsome as how the rumors had said he was.
His features were handsome and detailed, and his eyes were as deep as the chilly oceans.
Most importantly based on rumors, although he had a son, he had no wife.
This was also why so many highly- educated women were willing to fight to become the servant of the Quartley family. Because if they could get into the Quartley family as a servant, it meant that they would have a chance to get closer to Tremaine.
Tremaine took a glance at the three of them one by one.
Finally, his gaze stopped on Yesseca's face.
Yesseca felt her heart thumping.
Could it be that this man remembered that she had asked him to save her in the hospital back then?
Tremaine finally turned his gaze away.
"The one on the far right, you're out," Tremaine said faintly.
The woman on the right was very beautiful, and her makeup was perfect and she looked glamourous.
"Mr. Quartley, why am I kicked out? I am capable of doing this job because I graduated from a famous university from overseas," the woman tried hard to sell herself.
Tremaine didn't bother looked at the woman again as he said, "You're dressing too inappropriately. Are you here for a job to take care of someone or do you have other intentions?"
The woman was suddenly rendered speechless.
Her thoughts were totally exposed.
The woman was brought out by the butler.
The ones left were just Yesseca, and also that woman in white dress, who had mocked Yesseca earlier for having a bad education base.
The white- dressed woman's name was Eleanor Welmert.
At that moment, Eleanor heaved a sigh of relief.
She initially had planned to dress seductively too for the retest at Quartley family but she was lucky that she'd listened to her mother's advice and changed into a more modest outfit.
Eleanor looked at Yesseca with confidence.
She was 100 percent sure that she was able to
outshine Yesseca.
The position of the Quartley family's servant must belong to her.
Tremaine suddenly stood up.
He strode over and finally stopped right in front of Yesseca.
Yesseca could feel a huge pressure overwhelming her.
She was really nervous.
Tremaine stared right into Yesseca's eyes, "Was it you who saved Montez?"
Yesseca was dumbstruck.
"A few days ago, a four-year-old boy was almost knocked down by a car. Was it you who saved him?"
Just the day before, his subordinates got that matter checked, and they showed Tremaine Yesseca's photos.
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