Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1383: Bathroom break!

Patricia tapped her foot on the floor, fidgeting with her fingers as she glanced around uneasily. It wasn't nervousness or anxiety that made her restless — after two hours of waiting, her bladder felt like it was about to burst.

The number of people in the room had already halved, and she didn't want to risk missing her turn when her name was called. So, despite her growing discomfort, she kept her eyes glued to the door, hoping she wouldn't be summoned just yet.

Her eyes lit up when the door opened, revealing the person calling names. The moment her name wasn't announced, she sprang from her seat and rushed to the bathroom.

Relief flooded her body as soon as she stepped into a toilet cubicle.

'Gosh... this journey is like a rollercoaster ride,' she thought with a grin as she finally relieved herself. 'Well, if I impress everyone, this will all be worth it.'

As Patricia went about her business, she heard voices outside.

"Gosh, why is this taking so long?" a woman's voice echoed through the restroom. "It's been three hours since I got here. I came in early to get first in line, but still..."

"I know, right?" another woman chimed in, frustration lacing her tone. "Even people who arrived after me got called in first. Wasn't this supposed to be first come, first served?"

"Look on the bright side!" a third voice interjected, noticeably more upbeat than the others. "The best always comes last. Besides, if the interviews are still going, it means they haven't chosen anyone yet. Otherwise, they wouldn't waste everyone's time."

Patricia rolled her eyes as she wiped herself clean. She had overheard too many conversations like this to care anymore. While she agreed with some of what they were saying, she wasn't interested in making friends.

To her, all these girls were enemies.

They were her competition.

A competition she would and should win.

Just as Patricia flushed the toilet, a loud and abrupt noise startled her. She flinched, nearly hitting her leg against the toilet.

you doing?!" one of the

her to carefully crack open the cubicle door and

in confusion. 'How did their little chat

you doing this?!" the struggling woman cried. She thrashed against them, making it difficult for them to shove her inside the cubicle.

we are. So, if we're friends, why don't

Are you out of

to make friends." The other woman yapped, exerting more force to shove their so-called friend into the

coming from a mile away. 'I knew

she tiptoed out of her cubicle. These two had approached her earlier, too. The way they had snatched her résumé from her

insulting, to

her, Patricia's gaze landed on something to the side. A mop leaned against the

her lips, she reached for it, a mischievous smile creeping onto her face. "Hehe," she

"Hey!!"

one of the women slammed her hands against the cubicle door. "Open

other two cackled

them remarked as she walked to the sink, washing

You said you already have a job, so you can always go back to

had stacked things outside to keep it shut. "You bitches! Doyou really think if you

what

one of us gets hired?" One of the women

coat of lipstick. think you'll ever set foot in Group again?

we're aiming for. Before,

even

the CEO, you'd have to go through the assistant

and achievements, yet you don't