The interview began, and Serena Sullivan wheeled herself in. The interviewers inside saw her in a wheelchair, each one showing surprise and disgust in their eyes.
A woman with paralyzed legs, not only married to the most prestigious man in Solaria, but also coming to compete for a designer position at The Grant Corporation.
But so what!
Everyone in The Grant Corporation knows that the one Mr. Grant loves is Zoe Quinn. He spent a fortune, taking "Infatuation" as a betrothal gift.
Just looking at the na of the jewelry, one can tell how much Mr. Grant loves Zoe Quinn.
Serena Sullivan, who knows what tricks she pulled to force Mr. Grant to marry her, thinking she’d pass this interview? They’re not stupid.
Upon opening the work submitted by Serena, the three of them simultaneously looked at Serena, who was smiling slightly, with disbelief and exchanged puzzled glances.
"Miss Sullivan, did you draw this yourself?"
The tone of the interviewer sitting in the middle was cold, full of doubt, clearly not believing that the work before them was Serena’s.
Earlier, in the hallway, Zoe had an argunt with her, and they overheard so bits of it.
Four years ago, Serena was accused of plagiarizing others’ works in The Brilliance Competition, and now, four years later, she’s bringing soone else’s work to this interview as well.
However, the quality of the work is high and stands out among the many interviewees.
"Yes."
The interviewers, seeing Serena shalessly admit it from her wheelchair, sneered sarcastically, "Miss Sullivan, your character is as flawed as your body!"
This was indirectly calling Serena disabled.
Serena’s smile deepened, her face adorned with a strong smile. She looked at the three interviewers in front of her and spoke warmly, "I think it’s better for you to call Mrs. Grant!"
The interviewers were stunned, an awkward and angered expression flashed across their faces.
In their hearts, Zoe is the woman for Mr. Grant.
Serena seed to see through their thoughts and declared with a smile, "I am Ethan Grant’s rightful wife!"
The marriage certificate, though not obtained, is sothing she doesn’t ntion, and no one here knows.
Ethan Grant is not around, nor would he be idle enough to hide in an office watching the surveillance videos here.
Since the interviewers were biased against her and gave unfair treatnt, she might as well use Ethan Grant’s na to make so sensational claims.
"I did participate in The Brilliance Competition, and indeed so unpleasant things happened during that competition."
"But this work was personally drawn by ."
At this point, Serena paused, smiling as she surveyed the three interviewers, their disdain and scorn clearly reflected in her eyes.
Sotis, telling the truth leaves people unbelieving.
One has to resort to extre falsehoods.
"You don’t believe ?"
She asked rhetorically, knowing they wouldn’t believe her.
Serena remained calm and unprovoked, her fingers habitually touching her numb, unfeeling legs as she continued, "When I was drawing this piece, Mr. Grant was right beside ."
As soon as she spoke, the interviewers’ expressions noticeably froze for a mont.
Serena didn’t use any suggestive words, yet they understood that Mr. Grant accompanying her could only an nightti hours.
At such a late hour, could the two of them rely be creating jewelry designs together?
Despite the rampant rumors over the years about Mr. Grant’s alleged physical inadequacy, and although Serena’s legs are paralyzed, the thought of them together inevitably suggests sothing might happen.
"By questioning the authenticity of my work, are you doubting Mr. Grant’s judgnt?"
Serena smiled and slowly spoke. She wheeled herself toward the interview table, took out her phone, and opened a photograph.
The man in the photo was holding a piece of paper, though the details of what was drawn on it were unclear, his focused profile and the tenderness in his eyes gradually infected the sitting interviewers.
Seeing the substantial evidence, they could no longer doubt what Serena had said.
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