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

Chapter 1384: Mentally spending the future salary

"Patricia Miller?"

When Patricia returned to the waiting room, the person was already calling her

name.

"Miss Patricia Miller-"

"Here!" Patricia rushed toward the person, raising her hand. "I'm here! Sorry. Just had a bathroom break."

The person glanced at her, catching her innocent smile. He nodded and said, "You're up next. Please follow those people. You'll be called again for your interview."

"Yes!" Patricia nodded vigorously, following the others who had been called with her.

As they walked down the hallway, where they would wait for a few more minutes, Patricia studied her batch. She gulped, recalling their achievements and experiences. She had been eavesdropping earlier and had memorized the faces and names of those who had boasted exceptional portfolios.

Just like the woman who was locked in the cubicle, this batch was probably the best. All of them had graduated at the top of their class at an elite university, with many possessing extensive work experience.

Then there was Patricia — best at nothing. Well, not really "nothing" since she was good at some other things like shopping and looking at worthy goods.

They took their seats in the waiting area just outside the interview room. Another batch was ahead of them, so they had some time to prepare.

'It's okay,' she reassured herself, her eyes darting to the other candidates. 'Gosh, look at them. So focused. Just what are they focusing on? Focus on waiting?'

Another heavy sigh escaped her as she observed their intense concentration. Some were moving their lips soundlessly as if rehearsing answers.

additional questions I don't know about?' she wondered. She recalled what Theo had told her about the interview process, though she hadn't informed her brother she was applying for this job - she wanted it to be a

she wanted to save herself from humiliation and disappointment if

the big boss why she couldn't make it to the office today. All Charles had said was a simple "Good luck" and "Be yourself," assuring her that

face. 'Gosh. Such a fickle boss. She wanted someone to be

the interview room door flew open. Perking up, she watched as the previous batch walked

"Why do they look like

her spoke disinterestedly. "The CEO joined the interview moments ago. They were the first batch to

the man beside her, her

Prime Group only opened its Anteca office this year, they already had a solid structure beforehand," the man continued in a knowing tone. "It's tough to get into

"Really? Why's that?"

The man snapped his eyes toward her, looking over his black-rimmed glasses. "As the CEO's secretary, this is something you

her lips together

empty office outside Penny's looked important. And she liked the idea of being important. That's why she

—

this guy's explanation, it sounded...

and sighed. "If I were you, I'd use this

to another seat as the previous batch entered

again. "... why are you telling

"Huh?"

pointed at him, then at herself. "It's only natural not to

her.

she secretly clenched her teeth. 'These people...

again, he wasn't wrong. Patricia was probably the least