No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Chapter 1988 Upbringing

Julia didn’t indulge her and spoke bluntly. “Does a person’s personality truly impact job performance?”

Bella added fuel to the fire on the side. “It’s just that she looks down on being an intern and wants more power. So, she’s taking it out on the job applicants.”

Kaylee shook her head. “No… It’s not like that.”

“Then what?” Julia’s gaze was sharp as it landed on Kaylee.

This made Kaylee feel exposed as if no matter what she was thinking, it would be laid bare in front of Julia.

Kaylee stuttered, “I-I’m just not familiar with the workflow, so…”

Julia raised her hand to interrupt her.

She likely got the gist of what happened, and even if she didn’t, watching Kaylee stumble over her words, it was clear she was making things up on the spot.

Kaylee was probably figuring out how to articulate in a way that Bella couldn’t easily refute while also cleverly shifting the responsibility away.

The next step was probably to point out the job applicant’s bad attitude and whatnot.

to any more of these

straight. What’s your purpose for

that Julia was impatient and she had messed

want to return to work at the company. I promise that a similar situation will

gaze never left Gareth, who was

letter of reflection in her hands, remaining silent

victim. She could’ve either delivered the letter directly to

opportunities, Kaylee insisted on picking that moment to hand the

over.

so how could

you

few days ago. It contains ten thousand words. I have genuinely reflected on my mistakes. I hope you can forgive me, Ms. Benett.” Kaylee then coughed a couple

that this was not an act.

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must say that

Inside it was a letter that was densely

slightly to glance at Elisa, then continued speaking. “Why can’t you wait until tomorrow to hand it in? Didn’t your parents ever tell you that it’s impolite to visit someone at mealtime? No matter how important the matter is, it shouldn’t be discussed at this time, let

word Julia uttered, Kaylee’s

voice was barely audible..