Olivia couldn't help but be taken aback by Frederick's straightforwardness; such bluntness was rare in an interview!Seeing Olivia's silence, Frederick pressed on, "Well? Can you?"Olivia looked at Frederick and cautiously shook her head. "I can't drink or dance. But I'm very hardworking, and I do need the job…"Her voice trailed off with a hint of desperation creeping in.Frederick heard the refusal in Olivia's words, but he couldn't bear to see her lose this opportunity. Suddenly, a chuckle escaped his lips.Olivia was bewildered by Frederick's laughter. Had she been rejected?Just then, the rhythmic sound of high heels echoed from outside.Frederick's instincts told him the real interviewer had arrived. He quickly leaped from his seat, positioning himself behind Olivia.He said in a low voice, "Stand up straight, "the interview is about to start." Olivia was dumbfounded. What did he mean that the interview was just starting? What had all that been, then?At that moment,

Frederick was desperate to salvage the situation and blurted out, "Resumes can be deceiving, and I'm a straightforward person. My skills and talents speak for themselves. There's no need for a fancy piece of paper."Ivy eyed him skeptically as she took in his disheveled appearance. If he possessed the skills he claimed, wouldn't he have made a better effort to present himself?A mischievous glint sparked in her eyes."Oh, so you're talented, huh? Let's see about that talent, and prepare to be tested."Reaching for her phone, Ivy fired off a quick message to her secretary."Grab a set of Advanced Mothian Language exams from the bookstore downstairs. Make it fast."Moments later, a stunning secretary in a sharp outfit entered. She then handed Ivy a fresh set of test papers."Here are the test papers, Ms. Mallin," she said with a hint of curiosity in her voice.While the request struck her as odd, her professionalism prevented further inquiry.Ivy snatched a sheet and handed it t

A lightbulb went off in Frederick's head. "Ah, I see! You're not just asking me to look for an appreciation of the models, but a critique of the fashion itself!"Ivy's arched eyebrow shot up in disbelief. Was he thinking of critiquing the models' appearance? In his wildest dreams!"Cut to the chase, let's hear your thoughts on the fashion."The models exchanged a look of silent exasperation. Used to admiring glances and compliments, they shifted uncomfortably under Frederick's extended scrutiny.After a tense pause, Frederick finally asked with a smile, "May I ask who designed these garments?"Ivy was momentarily thrown off guard and gritted out, "Our in-house designer, of course. These are pre-launch samples, under consideration for mass production."Frederick shook his head helplessly and said, "The designer behind these models needs a serious course correction. If these go into production as-is, they'll be a financial loss to the company. Cut your losses and find a new design

"Even you, Ms. Mallin, probably didn't have the ability to earn a living back in high school," Frederick said.Ivy frowned at his remark, but she had to concede that Olivia's work experience did demonstrate a hardworking and resilient young woman. Initially, Ivy had worried that someone as young as Olivia might struggle under pressure, but it seemed she was worth a second look.Frederick continued smoothly, "A hardworking young woman like her deserves a chance, wouldn't you say? Moreover, her qualifications fit the bill, and I'll personally mentor her once she's on board. If she makes any mistakes, you can deduct my salary instead."Olivia's eyes widened at Frederick's unexpected support.Why was this stranger advocating so strongly for her?Ivy seemed perplexed as well. "Is she your girlfriend?"Olivia flushed crimson and shook her head vigorously.Frederick also shook his head like a rattle. "I have a wife, and she's beautiful. She's a CEO!"Ivy arched an eyebrow as she found

Grace struggled to accept her dramatic fall from her high horse.She had been dreaming of reclaiming her former prestige, but she lacked the talent to do so alone. She knew her only hope was to rely on her beautiful and capable cousin, Priscilla.Grace had waited two months for an opportunity, and then the company's plan to launch a fashion business emerged. Recognizing a golden opportunity, she had Priscilla design two outfits to gauge the market's potential.Grace had been eagerly anticipating the fashion line's launch, hoping Priscilla's success would also elevate her standing. However, today's events had been a catastrophe, all thanks to a new interviewee.Shirley merely offered a disdainful smile before turning to leave.Priscilla was frozen in place as she was feeling utterly dejected. She had toiled away late into the night for a week, pouring her heart into the designs and employing all the high-end fashion principles she had learned at university. Now, why were they