Chapter 3 Bad Luck
Landon hurriedly said, “I didn’t do anything! It was an accident! Enough, enough; it’s not something I can tell a brat like you.” As they were talking, Camila returned. Then, South smilingly said, “Mommy, you have to be on time when you attend the interview at the Nolan Group tomorrow, okay?” She glanced at him coolly. “I will, you little brat!” Pouting, South thought, Do you think it was easy for me to get you to go to the Nolan Group, Mommy? While on the road, Camila stared out at the tall buildings outside the car window, feeling rather emotional. “Camila, it’s been seven years since you last returned, right?” Landon asked. “Yeah, it’s been seven years.” If it wasn’t for the circumstances back then that had forced my hand, who would be willing to leave one’s country for seven years? At that moment, a familiar building flashed past her eyes suddenly-it was the Brooklyn Company. Then, the events of the past flitted through her mind, one by one. “Camila? When will you go and treat my great-grandpa? I will need to make some arrangements too.” He dragged her thoughts back to the present. After mulling over it, she replied, “Tomorrow is Friday, and I have to attend an interview. You can arrange it on either Saturday or Sunday.” “No problem. Thanks, Camila! Thanks for flying back especially for my great-grandpa!” She shook her head. “It’s no big deal. It’s not like I came back specifically for your great-grandpa. I just thought that it’s time for me to come home.” Afterward, they chatted happily in the car. The journey took over an hour before they arrived at La Grande Maison-the residence Landon had prepared for them. “The two of you will live here for the time being. Once an open unit opens up in our community district, I will transfer you over!” Thus, Camila replied, “Okay.”
The next day, Camila woke up early in the morning, put on some makeup to enhance her beauty, and kissed the little guy goodbye. “South, I’m going for the interview now. Behave yourself at home, okay? Also, I contacted your godmother. She’ll be here soon
to keep you company.”
South nodded obediently. “Do your best, Mommy.” Looking ambitious, she assured him, “Yeah. Just you wait, South. I’m going to make lots of money and support you.” Half an hour later, she raised her head to look at the iconic building that reached toward the skies and sighed in amazement. As expected of the Nolan Group-it’s magnificent!
Upon entering the building, she explained the reason for her arrival to the receptionist. Hence, the receptionist immediately invited Xavier over. “Mr. Dante, this is Miss Brooklyn. She applied for the position of fashion designer and is here for an interview.” The position of the fashion designer was a little special. For that reason, the president usually conducted the interview himself. “Noted” Xavier replied. Lifting his head, his breath caught in his throat and he froze in place when he got a proper look at Camila’s face! T-T-This woman! l-Isn’t she the thief President Nolan met at the airport yesterday? Why is she here? “Miss Brooklyn, please take a seat for the moment. I’ll be right back!” Xavier hurriedly said to Camila before rushing into the president’s office. “President Nolan! Do you remember the thief we saw at the airport yesterday? She turned out to be a designer that has applied for a job at our company!”
“Hmm?” Silas slowly lifted his eyes. “Are you sure it’s her?”
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