“You are still young, Ms. Collins. Aren't you going to work again?” a man asked in confusion.

Catherine sipped the latte, wondering why he cared as it wasn't his business.

"Ms. Collins...”

“I've made it clear,” Catherine interrupted them, "Haven't you heard my words?"

“We have,” another man chuckled, “We look forward to having you join our company, so we don’t want to miss this chance.”

“If you have plenty of time, I won't mind listening to you.” Catherine looked aloof. “However, nothing will change my mind. I won't join your company.”

“Ms. Collins, have you accepted an offer from another company?” one asked. The thought made his heart skip a beat.

Catherine parted her lips. “No.”

“Then... Have you found an ideal job?"

she replied

Stella Media felt relieved, their expressions easing with

how long do you plan to rest? When will you join a new company? Next year? The year after

to return to the Marsh Group?” one asked boldly, wondering if she repeatedly refused them

was off guard, the last question stabbed her heart

plan. Then we'll estimate the possibility of convincing you to join our

our business card. If you are interested, please dial the number.

do think twice, Ms. Collins. We look

wanted to mention and

didn’t accept it but said, “I don’t have the mood to

still paranoid about Ivan and the Marsh

of vice president was still vacant.

and paid the bill. Then she left. No one tried to stop her. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

returned to Kelsington Bay, feeling depressed and angry all

living room. “Happy birthday, Grandma!” The

coffee table. Some balloons were hanging in the living room, making it

“Birthday?’

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