The last time Beauty received the call notifying her that she'd passed Marson Corporation's interview, she was feasting on barbecue with Hannah.
Nearly a week had passed, and she had almost forgotten about the whole thing.
"What? Yes... that's me... Huh?
Really?
Let me think about it..." Hannah watched with wide, excited eyes as Beauty muttered into the phone, her curiosity practically bubbling over.
When mary finally hung up, her lips curled into an irrepressible grin, her joy practically lifting her off the seat.
Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, Hannah leaned in.
"Beauty,who was that?
You look like you just won the lottery!"
And why wouldn't she?
Deep down, she had been reluctant about applying to Marson Corporation in the first place, never expecting to actually get the job—let alone an immediate start date. It was like stumbling upon a gold mine.
She was so thrilled she could barely contain herself.
