Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 Anonymous Applicant.

Amanda’s POV:

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I quickly flipped through the pages, scanning the numbers, and gradually got a sense of the situation.

“Any thoughts?” Hugh asked right next to me.

I looked up and met Samson’s gaze. There wasn’t much emotion in his eyes; he just looked like he was sizing up whether I could actually understand this.

“The report’s very neat, almost no mistakes,” I said, pausing as I flipped to page five and pointed at a line of numbers. “But there’s an issue with this ‘weapons procurement’ item.”

My finger rested on the figures. “Same materials, same orders, but the profit’s down 30% from last month. There’s definitely something wrong here.”

Samson’s eyes lit up like he’d just discovered a hidden treasure. Hugh just smiled and said, “Well done, Amanda! Sharp eyes. Samson, have someone look into this.”

Samson nodded, but his gaze lingered on me for two seconds. I felt my stomach flip.

Later, when they were discussing the lack of a translator for the Nightbloom Pack, Samson frowned. “There are too few people who speak it.” I remained silent, but an idea formed in my head.

After Hugh left, Samson had his secretary take me to a lounge. When I opened the door, a sweet smell of pastries filled the room. The cabinets were stocked with all sorts of werewolf energy treats.

“Rest here. Grab whatever you want. I’ll take you to get some food when I’m done,” he said, serious, like it was some kind of mission.

I felt a little awkward. “I’m fine on my own, really.”

“Grandpa told me to, so don’t make it difficult for me,” he said and left.

I went to the desk. The laptop the secretary had just brought in was still warm, and the screen was blindingly bright when I turned it on.

My fingers landed on the keyboard, feeling the cool touch. I took a deep breath, and my fingers flew across the keys. Lines of green code danced across the screen. The only sound was the soft tap of keys.

Before long, the Eclipse Pack recruitment system popped up. The cursor was hovering over the “Translator (Nightbloomese)” apply button. I stared at the screen, thinking about what to do next.

Samson’s POV:

“Mr. Ortega, someone’s applied for the translator job.” My assistant’s voice was excited as he knocked on my office door.

I set down the file I was holding, relieved. After three days, someone finally applied. I said, “Let’s do an online interview. See what they can do.”

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Chapter 82 Anonymous Applicant

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My assistant handed me the laptop. The applicant’s chat box was open, but it had no picture or name, just an anonymous ID.

Soon after we sent the Nightbloomese file, the applicant had it translated in three minutes. The wording was so perfect, it was like someone who’d dealt with the Nightbloom Pack for years.

“Mr. Ortega, this translation is amazing! She even nailed the local slang and idioms!” My assistant exclaimed.

I rubbed the edge of the keyboard and said coldly, “Contact her. Whatever the terms, close the deal.”

But my assistant sounded totally defeated a moment later. “She said she’ll only work online.”

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