To Mila’s surprise, the other party had arrived even earlier than she did. It was a young man with a fair complexion.
He had a positive demeanor.
After exchanging greetings, they sat across from each other at the table.
Mila first inquired about his preferences, ordered the coffee, and then got straight to the point.
Let’s start with a brief self-introduction.
Mila picked up the resume from the table, flipping through it. When she didn’t hear a response for a while, she looked up in confusion only to find the young man staring at her, seemingly entranced.
Is something wrong?
Did she have something on her face?
The young man’s face turned beet red as he stammered, S-Sorry, I didn’t expect such a beautiful manager to be interviewing me.
He seemed a little mesmerized.
Mila chuckled, Flattery will only get you so far, you know.
I know, I know!
His ears turned crimson as he quickly collected his thoughts and finished his self-introduction in three minutes.
Jasper Shaw, that’s a good name.
The earlier interruption had lightened the atmosphere considerably.
Mila casually complimented him, then began questioning him about the technical skills listed on his resume, the technologies currently used in the company, and some management issues.
Jasper answered fluently and even offered some constructive ideas.
Satisfied with the interview, Mila was about to wrap things up with a few more questions when she caught sight of some familiar figures outside the window.
Her eyes widened as she looked up.
She saw Lysander, Giselle, and Adrian standing not far away, all looking in her direction.
Jasper’s eyes drifted to Lysander and Giselle entering behind Adrian, his curiosity deepening.
Were they Ms. Sutherland’s friends?
But the commanding man bore a striking resemblance to the boy, especially with those fox-like eyes that seemed to see through everything. They sent shivers down Jasper’s spine.
Jasper quickly averted his gaze from Lysander.
Lysander glanced at Jasper, then approached with a smile, asking Mila, Working?
As he spoke, he reached for the resume on the table.
Mila ignored him, pulled her hand free from Adrian’s grip, and picked up the resume herself.
Lysander’s hand grasped at air, but he didn’t seem upset. He simply retracted his hand with a smile.
Giselle, who had followed Lysander, moved closer to stand beside him. She extended her hand to Mila with a sunny smile, Sis Mila, it’s been ages!