"You're just in time," Hunter looked at Clarice at the door. "There's a dinner with an investor today. You're coming with me tonight."
"Why? I'm just an intern, the investor can't possibly know me. No way." Clarice refused.
Hunter frowned. "Mr. Arnold specifically requested your presence."
Clarice was a bit surprised. "How does Mr. Arnold know me? There must be some mistake."
Hunter thought for a moment. "There's no mistake. Mr. Arnold said there's something important. I doubt you want to risk losing this internship." Hunter sent the time and address to Clarice, and when he looked up, he found that Clarice had already disappeared from his office door.
Clarice dashed back to her work area. Hunter was right; She couldn’t afford to lose her internship. If she had to attend the dinner, sh
