The Woman From Hell

Chapter 134

It was well-known that Grant Corporation was very strict with its entry requirements. Every candidate would have to pass a strict interview and written exam. There were several assessments and obstacles during the process. It was so that the remaining candidates at the end were all the strongest and most dependable. For example, someone like Heidi.

People would fight to get into Grant Corporation during the recruitment every year. Once you were employed in Grant Corporation, you would not only be getting a well-paid job but it was also a status symbol.

Back then when I got into Grant Corporation, I had to g o through those assessments as well.

The young lady was looking at Theo with excitement. The look of admiration was clear in her eyes.

Theo put down his wine glass at a leisurely pace. Then, he helped me get some stew and spoke gently," Aren’t you hungry? Have some stew first. It's good."

I lowered my head to take a sip of the stew. It resolved the awkward situation.

Then, he looked at President Sherman and shot a glance at the young lady who was staring at him. His attitude was tepid. "I'm guessing you must all be

aware that Grant Corporation has to follow the standard recruitment process when hiring talents. Back when my wife joined the company, she wasn't exempted from the assessments either. This year's recruitment is just around the corner, you can give it a try."

he was worried that his niece would not be able to get in, hence he was trying to pull some strings before

were feeling awkward. The young lady’s expression had changed a s well even though she was excited just a moment ago. I could not bear to see them like

expressions were more relaxed now while the young lady

what I meant. I did not say anything more, lest I disappointed that young lady. Besides, Theo had stopped speaking as well. Hence, the

valet attendant to get our car, President Sherman and his wife were waiting for their

I stood in the wind and started shuddering. Theo reached out and pulled me into his arms. Then, he wrapped

car stopped in front of us. A man who wore glasses came

this is my son, Benny Sherman. He couldn't make it today as he was caught

glance. There was a slight change i n his eyes,

Sherman introduce her son as the vice president of Newlight Media, I could not help but pay more attention to him. Benny looked familiar to m e, but I could not remember where I

our car arrived. Everyone waved goodbye

car, I felt tired, and I leaned on the seatback and

and held my hand. His palm was warm, and I felt comfortable being

I pushed his hand away. "You’re driving.

stared at me with

worried about myself and the baby in my belly," I