In the office.

George lounged behind his desk, legs casually resting on the table, as he focused intently on his phone, flirting with multiple women through a dating app.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated, and a text message appeared on the screen.

With a frown of annoyance, George hesitated before opening the message. It turned out to be the interview schedule from the HR department.

His expression shifted to one of surprise, quickly followed by a sarcastic sneer as he waved his phone at his colleagues nearby. “Guess who’s gracing Spikeworth with their presence?”

Sitting on the sofa beside him were Jerry and Joanne, both eager to impress George.

Joanne exuded a captivating allure in her low-cut, form-fitting skirt, her wavy hair framing her shoulders. Nonchalantly checking her nails, she asked, “Who is it?”

“Charlie Wade and Claire Wilson!” George scoffed, clicking his tongue with disdain. “Isn’t it strange that Claire applied for a job here?”

Jerry chimed in, sounding displeased, “What are they doing here?”

Joanne replied, “I overheard Claire last night saying she and Charlie were kicked out of the Wilson family. She must be searching for a new job since she can’t stay with her family’s company anymore.”

Jerry let out a derisive snort. “George, that loser was so arrogant last night, causing me and Joanne to get beaten up by those thugs. You’ve got to get revenge for us!”

With a contemptuous expression, George replied, “I’ve always found Charlie to be incredibly annoying. And now his wife wants to work here? Not a chance!”

He stood up, adjusted his coat, and declared, “Just watch. I’ll reject Claire’s application and make sure she leaves!”

Joanne and Jerry exchanged condescending smirks that seemed to say, ‘Keep up the pretentious act, losers!’

George strode out of his office, making his way straight to the conference room where the interview was taking place.

Inside the conference room, Claire was currently speaking with three interviewers.

“Hi, Mr. Harris.”

As George entered, the interviewers stood and bowed in respect.

George feigned surprise upon seeing Claire and exclaimed, “Oh, hey! Claire! What brings you here?”

Claire looked equally taken aback. “Hi, George. It’s been a while.”

George nodded with a smile. “Yes, it has.”

Turning to the interviewers, he instructed, “You can leave now. I’ll take over this interview.”

“Um, Mr. Harris, I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”

“Why? Are you suggesting I can’t conduct an interview?”

“Alright, Mr. Harris!”

As a senior executive, George Harris commanded respect, and the interviewers quickly exited the room without question.

Claire was puzzled by the sudden turn of events. What was George planning? Did he intend to secretly accept her application because he knew her?

“Claire, I rushed over as soon as I found out you were interviewing today,” George said, his gaze lingering on her. She was stunning and graceful, far more appealing than the women he had been chatting with online.

It was unfortunate she had chosen Charlie the loser as her husband!