Lena stood still, not knowing why Hunter had called out to her.
He seemed to have something to say.
She had a strong premonition that, before losing her memory, she must have strongly avoided meeting Hunter.
Not to mention, after hearing about all the foolish things she had done in the past from others, she had probably been mocked quite often.
She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, sighing.
In the middle of the night, she heard the sound of a drunkard furiously pounding on a door outside. She wasn't sure if it was her door.
She got up and listened carefully, but then the sound slowly disappeared.
The next morning, Lena prepared all the materials needed for the interview, prepared her resume, and then submitted it to the Reid Group.
She received a rejection message within abo
