“The CEO’s wife? Mrs. Ross was there? Who said that?” Alexander asked spontaneously, his surprise evident not only in his rapid-fire questions but also in his facial expression.
“Yes, she is Mrs. Ross, the CEO's wife,” she replied confidently, certain of the truth she was conveying.
“How did you know it was her? And who told you it was her?” Alexander asked calmly, his eyebrow raised in a way that made her wonder if he was teasing her. A smirk suddenly played on his lips, as if he doubted her story.
“The woman herself. She entered confidently, though she didn't explicitly state that she was Mrs. Ross. However, Mrs. Cruz’s welcoming reaction and the fact that Mrs. Ross received preferential treatment during the interview made it clear. She arrived last, after me, the final applicant, yet
