No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 409

Chapter 409 The World Is Small

Chapter 409 The World Is Small

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Lenora was well aware of the growing power of the internet, as more and more people were venturing into the realm of social media.

Some people created engaging and informing videos, making money through views and advertising revenue. Others made videos with the goal of showcasing the allure of their professions, using the internet to drum up business for themselves. Lenora thought to herself that she probably fell into the latter category even though she had never made a video before.

After understanding the customer's needs, Lenora discussed the details with the customer and provided a

quote.

The students studying abroad were generally from affluent families and were there primarily because of Lenora. They immediately agreed, paid the deposit, and scheduled a photoshoot for the following weekend.

Lenora spent some time searching online for job listings at photography studios. After careful

consideration, she selected a few that appealed to her-including one that owned by a friend of Ezekiel- and submitted her resume.

By the time everything was done, it was nearing midnight. Lenora had freshened up and then decided to

rest.

The following day, without any plans to go out, Lenora decided to sleep until she naturally woke up.

Unexpectedly, a sudden ring of the phone jolted her awake from her sleep.

When she opened her groggy eyes, she was greeted by a jarring ray of sunlight slipping through the gap in the curtains and landing upon pillow.

Lenora stretched lazily, turning over to pick up her phone and glanced at the time. It was a little past eight in the morning.

The incoming call displayed a local number that was unfamiliar.

Yawning, Lenora answered the call, "Hello! Who is this?"

A male voice came through the phone. "May I speak with Ms. Fay, please?"

"Speaking."

"This is Caitlan Photography; I'm the manager here. You can call me Alan. I've had a chance to review your resume and I must say, I'm quite impressed. I would like to sincerely invite you for an interview at our studio. When would you be available?" Lenora instantly perked up, sitting upright on the bed. "I'm quite free. I can go for an interview at any time."

"How about... two o'clock this afternoon?"

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"Sure."

address is...

"Alright."

map. She confirmed that it was a proper

bed for a while longer before finally getting up to freshen

response from another photography studio,

so she scheduled the

owned by a friend of Ezekiel. The interview was scheduled for the following afternoon. Lenora arrived at Caitlan Photography five minutes early. She explained her purpose

of the studio; it was exquisitely decorated

the office for a couple of minutes, a young foreigner entered the room. He appeared to be in his

"Hello, I'm Fay."

"Hello, I'm Alan."

smile, Alan gestured invitingly. "Please, have

questions about Lenora's previous job, works, and

conversed casually, showing no sense

of your abilities now," he said. "Is there anything you would like to know about

a question about an issue that concerned her, to

passed, and the interview was

agreed to inform Lenora of the interview

stepped out of the office building,

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that the interview had gone relatively

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racial issues during their conversation. Lenora wished for a more open and friendly work environment. She didn't expect to be

of whether this studio decided to hire her or not, she had already dismissed the idea of working

afternoon, Lenora attended her

Photography. It was situated

Lenora spotted the sign

the storefront was made of glass, providing an immediate glimpse into

Lenora also noticed a few plastic mannequins placed near the window.

this photography studio also offered a

woman named Lilliane,

the studio owner being Clusian, Lilliane was very friendly

Lilliane personally

a woman, both with Aplothian

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