Chapter Five: The Waiters Mistake
Another waiter came out of the entrance, curious to know what was going on. “What the hell is happening here?”
“It’s this beggar,” the first waiter explained. “He came here claiming he’s looking for a job, but he’s not holding any credentials to prove it.”
The second waiter looked Jaden up and down, then shook his head in pity. “Mister man, we’re sorry, but we don’t allow beggars into our company. You need to leave now, or I’ll call the police.”
Jaden felt a stab of annoyance. He thought the best thing to do was to call his mother-in-law. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Margaret’s number. If he didn’t have her number, he would’ve gone back home to complain.
The two waiters watched closely, trying to see who he was calling.
The phone rang, but Margaret didn’t pick up. He called again—still no answer. Jaden began to worry.
Moments later, his phone rang. He checked the screen and saw it was Margaret. Relieved, he quickly answered.
“Hello, ma.”
“Have you reached the company?” she asked.
“Yes. I tried to enter, but two waiters refused to let me in.”
“What nonsense! How can an ordinary waiter stop you from entering my company? Don’t worry—wait at the entrance. I’ll send someone to you right now,” she said angrily and ended the call.
“Mister thief,” the first waiter sneered, “you’re just pretending. You set a ringtone to fool us. If you don’t want me to lose my temper, leave now or I’ll call the police to drag you out. I swear you’ll pay every last penny before you leave prison.”
Jaden didn’t respond. He kept quiet, waiting for the person Margaret said she would send. He knew that when they arrived, the waiters would face the consequences.
Seeing that Jaden remained silent, the waiter pretended to call the police. He dialed a random number and, when it started ringing, quickly hung up and spoke out loud.
“Hello, DPO? There’s a thief here trying to rob our company. Please send your men immediately,” he said, acting as though he was giving an order.
The waiter, who was pretending to call the police, had his back to the company entrance. He didn’t realize Vanessa had stepped out.
“Jaden, where are the waiters that didn’t let you in?” Vanessa asked, facing him. There were five waiters outside, so she wanted to know which ones had blocked him.
Jaden pointed at the two. They were shocked.
Before Vanessa could say a word, both of them dropped to their knees, begging.
“I won’t tolerate this nonsense! I was expecting a guest and you didn’t let him in—” she shouted in anger as the two waiters hung their heads in disgrace.
“We’re sorry, ma,” they interrupted.
“Sorry for yourselves! You don’t even deserve to work here anymore. In fact, you’re fired!” she yelled furiously.
“Jaden, follow me,” she ordered, turning back toward the building. Jaden smiled and followed her. Together, they walked into Vanessa’s office.
As they stepped into the office, Jaden glanced around, his eyes lighting up with admiration.
“Wow,” he said, grinning. “I really love how you decorated your office.”
Before Vannesa could respond—or even take a seat—Jaden had already dropped into the chair across from her desk.
That was unusual.
In this office, Vannesa always sat first. If Jaden hadn’t been the family’s son-in-law, he wouldn’t have made it this far—he would’ve been disqualified long ago. But luck, or maybe favoritism, was on his side.
Vannesa raised an eyebrow and gave him a pointed look.
“Jaden, you didn’t even wait for me to sit before taking a seat. If this were any other company, you’d be disqualified on the spot.”
“Oh… I’m sorry,” he said quickly, realizing his mistake.
She sighed and pulled out a document from her desk. “Anyway, my mom asked me to give you this list. It contains available job positions. Pick the one you prefer.”
Jaden reached out and took the list from her. His eyes went straight to the top of the page.
“Manager,” he read aloud. “I’ll go for that.”
Vannesa blinked. “Manager?” she repeated, clearly unimpressed.
Jaden nodded, completely unbothered by the fact that he had no relevant qualifications or experience. In his mind, confidence was enough.
Vannesa shook her head, unable to hide her disbelief.
“You’re not serious. You do realize I’m the manager of this company, right? So what—you want to demote me and take over the role without working your way up?”
“I didn’t know you were the manager,” Jaden replied with a shrug. “I just picked what I liked.”
“Give me that list,” she said, reaching for it. When he handed it back, she pointed to several positions. “See the stars? That means the position has already been taken. You’re only allowed to choose from the ones without stars.”
She handed it back.
Jaden scanned the list again, more carefully this time. All the top positions had stars beside them. After a short pause, he smiled.
“I’ll apply for Security Supervisor,” he said.
Vannesa nodded slowly. “Alright. Where are your credentials?”
Jaden’s smile faded.
Credentials?
He didn’t have any.
He hadn’t even collected his college certificate—he’d struggled to pay the required fees and eventually gave up trying. Now, he had nothing to present.
“I’m sorry,” he said, lowering his voice. “I don’t have any credentials right now.”
Vannesa sighed deeply. “So let me get this straight—you don’t have any qualifications, yet your first choice was Manager?” She looked at him, half amused and half exasperated. “Honestly, if it weren’t for who you are, you wouldn’t have made it past the door.”