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“Ma’am, he’s the last applicant,
” the HR manager announced softly.
Elara lifted her gaze and froze.
Victor.
For a fleeting second, disbelief flickered across her face. What is he trying to do now? she
wondered. But years of discipline masked her emotions. Her expression hardened into cool
professionalism.
“Take your seat,
” she said evenly, though her pulse betrayed her calm exterior.
Victor walked in with unsettling composure and sat in the chair opposite her desk, his eyes
steady, unreadable.
Elara clasped her hands together.
were nothing more than a stranger.
“Why do you want this job?” she asked firmly, as though he
Victor cleared his throat.
“Because I’ve chosen to follow this path,
” he replied calmly.
“And… you
inspire me. You’re a young, hardworking woman. I
