Anastasia Honchar’s POV
“So, tell me about yourself,” the old man asked as he ushered me to get to the seat in front of his desk. For an old man, he did not have shame for showing his s****l innuendo. I smiled before I took out my resume and to think that Alfred used my real name for this. I will talk to him about this later.
“Here, I hope this might help you,” I said as I put the resume onto the table. He took it but he did not look at me. Instead, he was still grinning at me.
“Do you have your phone number on that?”
“Yes but—“
“Excellent! Now tell me about yourself,” he said as he took the resume and put it on top of the pile of the resume that I presumed was for the same job applicants as I was.
“Well, my name is Anastasia Honchar, 24 years old and—“
“Hmm, hmm,” he said as he lo
