Alphs Hayley''s Destmed Mate


    Chapter 70 Not Convincing


    Hayley''s POV:


    George noticed something was off and asked, “What''s wrong? Is something bothering you?”


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    I had no choice but to respond honestly, “The financial report looks impressive-almost wless, really.


    But...


    “There''s data that seems questionable,” I continued, ncing at Benjamin.


    Benjamin''s eyes lit up with my remarks. George remained unfazed and urged, "Go on. What''s the issue?"


    I flipped to the fifth page of the financial report and pointed to a specific figure. "The Century Group project shows a profit on paper, but when youpare it to simr projects, the profit for this project is significantly lower. There has to be a problem here."


    I had hit the nail on the head, directly addressing the core issue.


    Simr project, same investment, yet the profits differed vastly. It was challenging to believe that everything was fine.


    George smiled slightly and praised, "Well done, Hayz! You have a keen eye. Ben, send someone to investigate this.”


    “Sure thing, Grandpa,” Benjamin replied. Though he had already assumed the Alpha position, I noticed he still held George in high regard.


    "By the way, you were discussing the need for hire a trantor in the meeting?” George asked.


    I knew that formonnguages, it was easy to find qualified trantors with good sries, but for lessmonnguages, it was much harder.


    "Grandpa, I will monitor the trantor situation and ensure we find the right person," Benjamin assured. "Okay, in that case,


    I won''t intervene. Remember, everything in moderation. Keep a good bnce." "Understood, Grandpa."


    George stood up and turned to me. "Hayz, stay at the office for now. You can go home with Benter. I have something else to take care of.”


    "That''s fine, Grandpa Southwell. Go ahead! I''ll manage to get home by myself."


    But before I could finish, Benjamin quickly interjected, "Don''t worry, Grandpa. I''ll drive her hometer."


    "Good, then I''ll leave Hayz in your care," George said as he made his exit.


    After his departure, Benjamin came back and directed his secretary to lead me to the break room. "You can rx here for a bit. There are snacks in the cupboard if you want some. Once I finish with my work, I''ll take you out for dinner."


    I nodded embarrassedly and said, “Actually, you don''t need to look after me. I''m a grownup now.”


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    Chapter 70 Not Convincing


    make this difficult for me."


    Due to themanding Alpha aura he exuded, I shrugged and decided to say no more.


    "Can I use yourputer?" I asked.


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    Benjamin immediately instructed his secretary to bring in aptop. After setting it up, he went back to his office to work.


    After he left, I carried theptop in my arms and quickly typed a few lines of code, smoothly essing the Southwell Group''s recruitment system.


    The words ''Now Hiring Mornant Language Trantor were disyed in bold letters at the top of the page. During the meeting, I overheard them discussing the need for a trantor for thisnguage. Coincidentally, I had taught myself Mornantnguage in the past.


    Without hesitation, I clicked to apply.


    Benjamin''s POV:


    Just as I wrapped up my affairs with the Midnight Pack, I was ready to shift my focus topany matters. My assistant burst into my office at this time. He was visibly excited. “Alpha, someone has applied for the trantor position!"


    Narrowed my eyes, I instructed, “Set up an online interview. Let''s see what she can do.”


    "Sure, Alpha."


    My assistant sent over three assessment documents. Within three minutes, she hadpleted the trantions and sent them back.


    “Mr. Benjamin, this trantor is impressive–seems very knowledgeable about Mornantnguage,” my assistant reported, his voice brimming with enthusiasm


    I nodded, instructing him further, “Do whatever it takes to sign her. Money isn''t a concern."


    “But, Alpha, she insists on only doing online trantions," my assistant said and gave me a troublesome look.


    Online trantions? No face-to-face contact? That''s mysterious!


    I had a feeling that this candidate was not just anyone. There was something familiar about her.


    "Give me theputer," I decided, intent on uncovering her true identity myself.


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