Chapter 1811: Chapter 1811: Parting Is for a Better Reunion
As for the future, when the baby is a bit older, she might choose to go to Old York or Sam Francisco.
But before that, she can only stay in Cakago to gain so work experience.
For so reason, her heart doesn’t feel as heavy anymore, perhaps it’s the clear news that he’s still alive…
Being alive is enough, nothing else matters.
Jasmine Yale gently rubbed the red string, closing her eyes.
The car’s air conditioning was on, emitting a faint scent of chamomile, which had a calming effect.
Before long, the car turned back toward the Jas Group building.
The lobby was still crowded, with people bustling around.
The Maybach stopped in front of the administrative building, Kade Yuvan smiled and said, “I won’t accompany you in to avoid causing you any unnecessary trouble.”
“Thank you, Mr. Yuvan.”
“You’re welco.”
Jasmine Yale returned to the lobby.
Her classmates were still there, but she didn’t look at them and found a quiet corner to stay in.
Whether or not she could pass the interview, it’s worth trying.
Jasmine Yale opened her phone’s Weibo and logged into her account—
Little Orange: He’s back, but this ti it’s truly a final farewell, isn’t it?
She didn’t know if Kade Yuvan had secretly inford the HR, but she wasn’t kept waiting long before she was called in.
In front of her, ten interviewers sat, taking turns asking questions.
As Kade Yuvan had said, Jas’ HR did not really pay much attention to her identity as a pregnant woman.
When they heard her introduce herself and ntion that she was three months pregnant, each person’s face showed a calm expression, but every professional question was very sharp.
Several tis, Jasmine Yale nearly couldn’t handle it, pausing for a long ti.
But she still managed to complete the interview process, and her English was fluent enough.
Ten minutes later, the middle aged woman with blonde hair and blue eyes in the center pushed her notebook aside and smiled, “Welco back in three days for the second interview; we will notify you in advance.”
Jasmine Yale smiled and thanked them.
Grateful that they did not discriminate, giving her a second interview opportunity.
Jas has a total of three rounds of interviews, she knew.
No matter where she falters, as long as they give her a chance, it’s enough.
She feels she’s worked hard enough, and at least deserves such an opportunity.
But everything that happened today left her feeling dazed and confused.
Upon exiting the building, Butler Santana called.
“Miss Yale, can you co ho for lunch? I made your favorite dishes.”
“Butler Santana…” Jasmine Yale suddenly choked up, her voice catching like a stone lodged in her throat.
“What’s wrong? Miss Yale, did sothing happen? Were you bullied?”
“No, nothing happened, I won’t be coming back for lunch, the interview isn’t over yet.”
“Alright, that’s fine. Whether you find a job or not, Miss Yale, don’t give up.”
“Mm…”
Never give up so easily.
This applies to work, but what about people?
Jasmine Yale stood beneath the building, glanced up at the golden lobby, backpack on her shoulder, opened her umbrella, and left.
Parting is for a better reunion.
Yet for them, there will never be a reunion again.
Jasmine Yale’s emotions surged inside her, and for a mont, she didn’t know how to adjust, how to face Butler Santana when she got ho, so she chose not to go back.
The warm wind blew, lifting her black hair, the air filled with the dry and fresh scent of soil, mingled with the fragrance of green leaves and flowers.
Her shoelace was loose.
Jasmine Yale crouched down and gently tied her shoelace.
Her fingertips brushed the scar on her wrist, and she paused in a daze, a faint, wistful smile playing on her lips.
The past, as if from another lifeti.
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