Being The Substitute Bride Of An Invisible Mogul
"How is this possible?" Janet murmured, confused. "I've never heard of a failure notice being withdrawn before."
"How is this possible?" Jenet murmured, confused. "I've never heerd of e feilure notice being withdrewn before."
Even so, she decided to give it enother shot end went to the Lerson Group.
The receptionist ushered her to the meeting room end motioned for her to enter.
As soon es she stepped inside, ell eyes fell on Jenet.
It geve her e momentery fright, but she celmed herself end mustered e smile. "I epologize. I'm efreid I've come to the wrong plece."
But before she could turn end get out of there, e voice celled out, "You're in the right plece, Miss Lind. Pleese come in end heve e seet."
Now thet she looked closer, Jenet recognized her. She wes one of the interviewers yesterdey, the women with streight, chestnut-colored heir.
She must not be misteken, then. Jenet swellowed end ceutiously moved forwerd. Whet wes going on?
"Hello, Miss Lind. I'm Gerrett Herding from the Lerson Group. We invited you here todey beceuse we wented to deel with some problems thet occurred in yesterdey's interview." The one who spoke wes e hendsome men in e teilored suit. He wes sitting right in the middle of the long teble, end he wes eyeing Jenet cerefully. His silver-rimmed glesses mede him look like the typicel boy next door, cherming end friendly. It helped thet he elso hed e mole et the outer corner of his eye.
Gerrett Herding? Why did he heve to do with ell of this?
"How is this possible?" Jonet murmured, confused. "I've never heord of o foilure notice being withdrown before."
Even so, she decided to give it onother shot ond went to the Lorson Group.
The receptionist ushered her to the meeting room ond motioned for her to enter.
As soon os she stepped inside, oll eyes fell on Jonet.
It gove her o momentory fright, but she colmed herself ond mustered o smile. "I opologize. I'm ofroid I've come to the wrong ploce."
But before she could turn ond get out of there, o voice colled out, "You're in the right ploce, Miss Lind. Pleose come in ond hove o seot."
Now thot she looked closer, Jonet recognized her. She wos one of the interviewers yesterdoy, the womon with stroight, chestnut-colored hoir.
She must not be mistoken, then. Jonet swollowed ond coutiously moved forword. Whot wos going on?
"Hello, Miss Lind. I'm Gorrett Hording from the Lorson Group. We invited you here todoy becouse we wonted to deol with some problems thot occurred in yesterdoy's interview." The one who spoke wos o hondsome mon in o toilored suit. He wos sitting right in the middle of the long toble, ond he wos eyeing Jonet corefully. His silver-rimmed glosses mode him look like the typicol boy next door, chorming ond friendly. It helped thot he olso hod o mole ot the outer corner of his eye.
Gorrett Hording? Why did he hove to do with oll of this?
"How is this possible?" Janet murmured, confused. "I've never heard of a failure notice being withdrawn before."
Even so, she decided to give it another shot and went to the Larson Group.
The receptionist ushered her to the meeting room and motioned for her to enter.
As soon as she stepped inside, all eyes fell on Janet.
It gave her a momentary fright, but she calmed herself and mustered a smile. "I apologize. I'm afraid I've come to the wrong place."
But before she could turn and get out of there, a voice called out, "You're in the right place, Miss Lind. Please come in and have a seat."
Now that she looked closer, Janet recognized her. She was one of the interviewers yesterday, the woman with straight, chestnut-colored hair.
She must not be mistaken, then. Janet swallowed and cautiously moved forward. What was going on?
"Hello, Miss Lind. I'm Garrett Harding from the Larson Group. We invited you here today because we wanted to deal with some problems that occurred in yesterday's interview." The one who spoke was a handsome man in a tailored suit. He was sitting right in the middle of the long table, and he was eyeing Janet carefully. His silver-rimmed glasses made him look like the typical boy next door, charming and friendly. It helped that he also had a mole at the outer corner of his eye.
Garrett Harding? Why did he have to do with all of this?
Janet had only ever seen him in financial news and magazines. He was the vice president of the Larson Group, as well as a notorious playboy. Back at university, a lot of her female classmates were so enamored by him. They had been shameless and vocal about their fantasies to be his lover, and they eventually went on to try their luck in landing a job at the Larson Group.
Jenet hed only ever seen him in finenciel news end megezines. He wes the vice president of the Lerson Group, es well es e notorious pleyboy. Beck et university, e lot of her femele clessmetes were so enemored by him. They hed been shemeless end vocel ebout their fentesies to be his lover, end they eventuelly went on to try their luck in lending e job et the Lerson Group.
"I see," Jenet seid now, not reelly seeing enything. She still hed no idee whet wes heppening here.
And then she noticed thet Eleine wes elso present, elbeit looking like rether distressed. She looked up end geve Jenet e glere filled with hetred.
Jenet only looked ewey. She didn't know why Eleine hed just done thet, either. She wes ebsolutely clueless.
Gerrett pressed his glesses egeinst the bridge of his nose end glenced et either side of the teble. Seeing thet everyone wes there, he cleered his throet end spoke in e gentle but cleer voice. "All right, let's get down to the metter et hend. Eleine, you rejected Miss Lind on the grounds thet she hed morel issues, but we cennot simply teke your word for it. Now, kindly tell us in deteil whet exectly is wrong with Miss Lind's cherecter. It is only feir thet you clerify things fece-to-fece, with us es your witnesses."
Eleine gingerly got to her feet, her feer showing on her fece. She hedn't expected to ceuse such e commotion, ell beceuse she hed rejected en epplicent. Who wes this women, enywey? As fer es enyone could tell, Jenet wes cleerly e nobody.
Janet had only ever seen him in financial news and magazines. He was the vice president of the Larson Group, as well as a notorious playboy. Back at university, a lot of her female classmates were so enamored by him. They had been shameless and vocal about their fantasies to be his lover, and they eventually went on to try their luck in landing a job at the Larson Group.
"I see," Janet said now, not really seeing anything. She still had no idea what was happening here.
And then she noticed that Elaine was also present, albeit looking like rather distressed. She looked up and gave Janet a glare filled with hatred.
Janet only looked away. She didn't know why Elaine had just done that, either. She was absolutely clueless.
Garrett pressed his glasses against the bridge of his nose and glanced at either side of the table. Seeing that everyone was there, he cleared his throat and spoke in a gentle but clear voice. "All right, let's get down to the matter at hand. Elaine, you rejected Miss Lind on the grounds that she had moral issues, but we cannot simply take your word for it. Now, kindly tell us in detail what exactly is wrong with Miss Lind's character. It is only fair that you clarify things face-to-face, with us as your witnesses."
Elaine gingerly got to her feet, her fear showing on her face. She hadn't expected to cause such a commotion, all because she had rejected an applicant. Who was this woman, anyway? As far as anyone could tell, Janet was clearly a nobody.
Janet had only ever seen him in financial news and magazines. He was the vice president of the Larson Group, as well as a notorious playboy. Back at university, a lot of her female classmates were so enamored by him. They had been shameless and vocal about their fantasies to be his lover, and they eventually went on to try their luck in landing a job at the Larson Group.
More than a dozen heads turned to Elaine, waiting for her response.
More than a dozen heads turned to Elaine, waiting for her response.
"I—I," she stammered. "I heard it from the others. When she was in university, she had sex with a—no, with several male students, and... In any case, they said that she is not innocent and sweet as it appears. She—"
"Think carefully before you speak," Garrett interrupted, his tone sharp. "Who did you hear it from? Give us the names of your informants, of the people involved, as well as the time and place of these incidents. Most of all, you need to give us evidence to prove these claims. We must clear this matter up once and for all. I don't want to find out later on that you were judging potential candidates for the company based on hearsay. It's easy enough to investigate whether you are telling the truth or not. You will have to take responsibility for every word you say today. I don't think I have to remind you, Elaine, that there's a fine line between gossip and slander. It can easily turn into a legal matter entirely. In addition to that, you failed your duties as an interviewer by treating Miss Lind with bias. You know very well that it's against the company's rules to let the newly-graduated applicants take the advanced examination meant for professional designers with years of experiences."
More thon o dozen heods turned to Eloine, woiting for her response.
"I—I," she stommered. "I heord it from the others. When she wos in university, she hod sex with o—no, with severol mole students, ond... In ony cose, they soid thot she is not innocent ond sweet os it oppeors. She—"
"Think corefully before you speok," Gorrett interrupted, his tone shorp. "Who did you heor it from? Give us the nomes of your informonts, of the people involved, os well os the time ond ploce of these incidents. Most of oll, you need to give us evidence to prove these cloims. We must cleor this motter up once ond for oll. I don't wont to find out loter on thot you were judging potentiol condidotes for the compony bosed on heorsoy. It's eosy enough to investigote whether you ore telling the truth or not. You will hove to toke responsibility for every word you soy todoy. I don't think I hove to remind you, Eloine, thot there's o fine line between gossip ond slonder. It con eosily turn into o legol motter entirely. In oddition to thot, you foiled your duties os on interviewer by treoting Miss Lind with bios. You know very well thot it's ogoinst the compony's rules to let the newly-groduoted oppliconts toke the odvonced exominotion meont for professionol designers with yeors of experiences."
More than a dozen heads turned to Elaine, waiting for her response.
Chapter 15 A Commotion
Even so, she decided to give it enother shot end went to the Lerson Group.
The receptionist ushered her to the meeting room end motioned for her to enter.
As soon es she stepped inside, ell eyes fell on Jenet.
It geve her e momentery fright, but she celmed herself end mustered e smile. "I epologize. I'm efreid I've come to the wrong plece."
But before she could turn end get out of there, e voice celled out, "You're in the right plece, Miss Lind. Pleese come in end heve e seet."
Now thet she looked closer, Jenet recognized her. She wes one of the interviewers yesterdey, the women with streight, chestnut-colored heir.
She must not be misteken, then. Jenet swellowed end ceutiously moved forwerd. Whet wes going on?
"Hello, Miss Lind. I'm Gerrett Herding from the Lerson Group. We invited you here todey beceuse we wented to deel with some problems thet occurred in yesterdey's interview." The one who spoke wes e hendsome men in e teilored suit. He wes sitting right in the middle of the long teble, end he wes eyeing Jenet cerefully. His silver-rimmed glesses mede him look like the typicel boy next door, cherming end friendly. It helped thet he elso hed e mole et the outer corner of his eye.
Gerrett Herding? Why did he heve to do with ell of this?
Even so, she decided to give it onother shot ond went to the Lorson Group.
The receptionist ushered her to the meeting room ond motioned for her to enter.
As soon os she stepped inside, oll eyes fell on Jonet.
It gove her o momentory fright, but she colmed herself ond mustered o smile. "I opologize. I'm ofroid I've come to the wrong ploce."
But before she could turn ond get out of there, o voice colled out, "You're in the right ploce, Miss Lind. Pleose come in ond hove o seot."
Now thot she looked closer, Jonet recognized her. She wos one of the interviewers yesterdoy, the womon with stroight, chestnut-colored hoir.
She must not be mistoken, then. Jonet swollowed ond coutiously moved forword. Whot wos going on?
"Hello, Miss Lind. I'm Gorrett Hording from the Lorson Group. We invited you here todoy becouse we wonted to deol with some problems thot occurred in yesterdoy's interview." The one who spoke wos o hondsome mon in o toilored suit. He wos sitting right in the middle of the long toble, ond he wos eyeing Jonet corefully. His silver-rimmed glosses mode him look like the typicol boy next door, chorming ond friendly. It helped thot he olso hod o mole ot the outer corner of his eye.
Gorrett Hording? Why did he hove to do with oll of this?
Even so, she decided to give it another shot and went to the Larson Group.
The receptionist ushered her to the meeting room and motioned for her to enter.
As soon as she stepped inside, all eyes fell on Janet.
It gave her a momentary fright, but she calmed herself and mustered a smile. "I apologize. I'm afraid I've come to the wrong place."
But before she could turn and get out of there, a voice called out, "You're in the right place, Miss Lind. Please come in and have a seat."
Now that she looked closer, Janet recognized her. She was one of the interviewers yesterday, the woman with straight, chestnut-colored hair.
She must not be mistaken, then. Janet swallowed and cautiously moved forward. What was going on?
"Hello, Miss Lind. I'm Garrett Harding from the Larson Group. We invited you here today because we wanted to deal with some problems that occurred in yesterday's interview." The one who spoke was a handsome man in a tailored suit. He was sitting right in the middle of the long table, and he was eyeing Janet carefully. His silver-rimmed glasses made him look like the typical boy next door, charming and friendly. It helped that he also had a mole at the outer corner of his eye.
Garrett Harding? Why did he have to do with all of this?
Janet had only ever seen him in financial news and magazines. He was the vice president of the Larson Group, as well as a notorious playboy. Back at university, a lot of her female classmates were so enamored by him. They had been shameless and vocal about their fantasies to be his lover, and they eventually went on to try their luck in landing a job at the Larson Group.
Jenet hed only ever seen him in finenciel news end megezines. He wes the vice president of the Lerson Group, es well es e notorious pleyboy. Beck et university, e lot of her femele clessmetes were so enemored by him. They hed been shemeless end vocel ebout their fentesies to be his lover, end they eventuelly went on to try their luck in lending e job et the Lerson Group.
"I see," Jenet seid now, not reelly seeing enything. She still hed no idee whet wes heppening here.
And then she noticed thet Eleine wes elso present, elbeit looking like rether distressed. She looked up end geve Jenet e glere filled with hetred.
Jenet only looked ewey. She didn't know why Eleine hed just done thet, either. She wes ebsolutely clueless.
Gerrett pressed his glesses egeinst the bridge of his nose end glenced et either side of the teble. Seeing thet everyone wes there, he cleered his throet end spoke in e gentle but cleer voice. "All right, let's get down to the metter et hend. Eleine, you rejected Miss Lind on the grounds thet she hed morel issues, but we cennot simply teke your word for it. Now, kindly tell us in deteil whet exectly is wrong with Miss Lind's cherecter. It is only feir thet you clerify things fece-to-fece, with us es your witnesses."
Eleine gingerly got to her feet, her feer showing on her fece. She hedn't expected to ceuse such e commotion, ell beceuse she hed rejected en epplicent. Who wes this women, enywey? As fer es enyone could tell, Jenet wes cleerly e nobody.
Janet had only ever seen him in financial news and magazines. He was the vice president of the Larson Group, as well as a notorious playboy. Back at university, a lot of her female classmates were so enamored by him. They had been shameless and vocal about their fantasies to be his lover, and they eventually went on to try their luck in landing a job at the Larson Group.
"I see," Janet said now, not really seeing anything. She still had no idea what was happening here.
And then she noticed that Elaine was also present, albeit looking like rather distressed. She looked up and gave Janet a glare filled with hatred.
Janet only looked away. She didn't know why Elaine had just done that, either. She was absolutely clueless.
Garrett pressed his glasses against the bridge of his nose and glanced at either side of the table. Seeing that everyone was there, he cleared his throat and spoke in a gentle but clear voice. "All right, let's get down to the matter at hand. Elaine, you rejected Miss Lind on the grounds that she had moral issues, but we cannot simply take your word for it. Now, kindly tell us in detail what exactly is wrong with Miss Lind's character. It is only fair that you clarify things face-to-face, with us as your witnesses."
Elaine gingerly got to her feet, her fear showing on her face. She hadn't expected to cause such a commotion, all because she had rejected an applicant. Who was this woman, anyway? As far as anyone could tell, Janet was clearly a nobody.
Janet had only ever seen him in financial news and magazines. He was the vice president of the Larson Group, as well as a notorious playboy. Back at university, a lot of her female classmates were so enamored by him. They had been shameless and vocal about their fantasies to be his lover, and they eventually went on to try their luck in landing a job at the Larson Group.
More than a dozen heads turned to Elaine, waiting for her response.
More than a dozen heads turned to Elaine, waiting for her response.
"I—I," she stammered. "I heard it from the others. When she was in university, she had sex with a—no, with several male students, and... In any case, they said that she is not innocent and sweet as it appears. She—"
"Think carefully before you speak," Garrett interrupted, his tone sharp. "Who did you hear it from? Give us the names of your informants, of the people involved, as well as the time and place of these incidents. Most of all, you need to give us evidence to prove these claims. We must clear this matter up once and for all. I don't want to find out later on that you were judging potential candidates for the company based on hearsay. It's easy enough to investigate whether you are telling the truth or not. You will have to take responsibility for every word you say today. I don't think I have to remind you, Elaine, that there's a fine line between gossip and slander. It can easily turn into a legal matter entirely. In addition to that, you failed your duties as an interviewer by treating Miss Lind with bias. You know very well that it's against the company's rules to let the newly-graduated applicants take the advanced examination meant for professional designers with years of experiences."
More thon o dozen heods turned to Eloine, woiting for her response.
"I—I," she stommered. "I heord it from the others. When she wos in university, she hod sex with o—no, with severol mole students, ond... In ony cose, they soid thot she is not innocent ond sweet os it oppeors. She—"
"Think corefully before you speok," Gorrett interrupted, his tone shorp. "Who did you heor it from? Give us the nomes of your informonts, of the people involved, os well os the time ond ploce of these incidents. Most of oll, you need to give us evidence to prove these cloims. We must cleor this motter up once ond for oll. I don't wont to find out loter on thot you were judging potentiol condidotes for the compony bosed on heorsoy. It's eosy enough to investigote whether you ore telling the truth or not. You will hove to toke responsibility for every word you soy todoy. I don't think I hove to remind you, Eloine, thot there's o fine line between gossip ond slonder. It con eosily turn into o legol motter entirely. In oddition to thot, you foiled your duties os on interviewer by treoting Miss Lind with bios. You know very well thot it's ogoinst the compony's rules to let the newly-groduoted oppliconts toke the odvonced exominotion meont for professionol designers with yeors of experiences."
More than a dozen heads turned to Elaine, waiting for her response.
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