“Please have a seat. Why didn’t you use your real name?” Natalie was genuinely surprised to see Tasha there. She glanced at the resume and portfolio Tasha had submitted, confirming that she hadn’t used her real name.

Tasha smiled sheepishly and explained, “There were some family issues, and I didn’t want them to know I was looking for a job. Will that affect today’s interview?”

Natalie shook her head with a slight smile and continued reviewing Tasha’s folder. “No, the interview will solely depend on the quality of your work.”

Dolores, noticing that the candidate and Natalie knew each other, narrowed his eyes and asked, “How do you two know each other?”

“We went to the same school. Just relax. I will conduct a fair and impartial interview,” Natalie assured Dolores, knowing that judging Tasha solely on her work was the professional way to proceed. She also understood that this was what Tasha truly desired—to break free from the constraints of marriage and gain recognition for her own design abilities.

Dolores rolled his eyes at Natalie, suspecting that she wanted to hire her friend but pretended not to know her too well. “So, let’s begin the interview now,” Dolores said, scrutinizing Tasha’s resume and portfolio.

In reality, Tasha’s work far surpassed that of her friend’s. Moreover, she had even won several design awards while still in school. Suddenly, Dolores felt a twinge of nervousness.

even Dolores would recognize her potential. She turned to him and asked, “Well,

his own friend? He

“Can I ask you

Despite being out of the design industry for a few years, it was evident

gap in your resume. Now, after getting divorced, you’re looking for work. Did your husband leave you?” His question was intentionally rude, clearly

appear unfit for the position. She remained silent, unsure of how to

not just yourself. And you haven’t had a job in a long time. Is fashion just a game for you? You know w.

longer, she stood up to prevent Dolores from continuing. “Blacklisting designers who have taken sabbaticals is serious discrimination. There’s no point in asking something like that. No interview.

speechless. Tasha, who had been quiet until then, realized how much Natalie cared for her. She mustered the

manage, and I don’t mind starting from the bottom.

at Tasha with disdain, unconvinced by her sincerity. “Nope. We need to hire an employee who will help w. Marks grow, not a pregnant

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