High-paying gig? Of course Amelia Johnson wasn’t gonna say no. “Alright, but let’s hear it first—what’s the job?”
Emily Carter scratched her head, a bit sheepish. “Hehe, I kinda only looked at the number. Gimme a sec, I’ll check the details now.”
Amelia gave her a look, palm to forehead, then leaned back casually to wait.
Just then, a message popped up on her phone. It was from Damien Taylor.
He asked if she liked theme parks.
Amelia blinked. Theme parks? Full of fun and joy—who doesn’t like them?
Is he hinting at taking me there or what?
But then came his reply—just three words: “Got it.”
That’s it? Amelia frowned. What was that supposed to mean?
“Okay! I checked. They want you to design a theme park!” Emily chimed in.
Amelia was still trying to make sense
