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    As Bruce followed Kaiden, carrying documents, Kaiden instructed, “After the interview, bring Ellie to me.”


    Bruce wondered why Kaiden hadn’t simply adjusted the meeting timing earlier.


    “What reason should I give for bringing Mrs. Thorpe?” Bruce asked, considering the possibility of Ellie not winning.


    Kaiden’s sharp nce made Bruce quickly correct himself. “Of course, Mrs. Thorpe’s talent is exceptional. She will undoubtedly be the first. I’ll arrange for the interview team to bring our new coborative stylist to you.”


    Kaiden’s features rxed marginally. “If she doesn’t secure first ce, it’ll just confirm that her des were unearned.”


    Bruce, sensing the mood, kept his gaze on the floor, choosing to remain silent.


    Ellie’s academic achievements were impressive: an elerated admission to the nation’s top university and a flurry of prestigious awards during her studies. But thepetition for GT Group’s stylist selection was fierce, with each finalist boasting an impressive resume. Two days earlier, Bruce had discreetly checked with the interview team and was reassured by Ellie’s standout skills. Still, an inexplicable unease gnawed at him.


    Half an hourter, Bruce, holding the interview results, was stunned.


    Akira Steele? This was unexpected. He had been certain it would be Ellie. A sense of foreboding settled over him.


    That same day, Ellie came across Demi’s recent Twitter post boasting, “Got MOON’s endorsement. So happy!”


    Demi’s agency had strategically boosted the post to ensure it trended, garnering a flood of congrattory messages from her fans, all praising her exceptional talent and bright future with GT Group.


    Amidst the digital adtion, Ellie’s phone rang. It was Demi, her voice dripping with venom. “Ellie, don’t pretend you don’t know what you did at the Thorpes’ house! Today’s just a taste of what’s toe. As long as I’m around, you won’t have a moment’s peace, you lowly thief!”


    “Is that so?” Ellie retorted with a chuckle, unfazed. “We’ll see about that.”


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    Some indeed fall as hard as they rise.


    As the day transitioned to evening, Kaiden returned home.


    Upon entering, he found Ellie lying on the carpet before the French windows, her knees drawn up, gazing out at the sky painted in shades of gold and red. Her long shadow and solitary silhouette lent her an air of destion.


    Was this quiet introspection due to her recent disappointment? Kaiden’s thoughts turned. Perhaps it was time Ellie received the recognition she deserved.


    Why not establish apany for her, positioning her as a permanent coborator with GT Group?


    “You’re back!” Ellie’s voice pulled Kaiden from his thoughts. She rose swiftly to her feet, her demeanor bright. “Perfect timing. I need to discuss something with you, Mr. Thorpe.”


    Kaiden arched an eyebrow, intrigued.


    Ellie’s face showed none of the sorrow he’d expected. Instead, she wore a confident, almost sly smile, reminiscent of a fox anticipating the moment its prey would stumble into its trap.


    “Mr. Thorpe, please hear this first.” Ellie addressed Kaiden formally in their business dealings.


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