Wendy''s friends began to snicker between themselves when they saw what happened.


    Wendy finally realized that Melody had just embarrassed her. She stomped, swearing that she would teach that little b*tch a lesson next time.


    The next morning, Melody woke up early to dress up for the interview. She then went downstairs in her new suit.


    "You''re early today, Melody. Going somewhere?" Beatrice looked at her dotingly and noticed her new suit. "Oh, you look smart today, dear. Are you meeting up with friends? Well, you youngdies should dress up more often!"


    "Grandma, I actually have a job interview today," answered Melody bashfully. She then looked at the time and said, "It''s almost time. I need to go now, Grandma. Can''t bete for the interview! I''ll talk to you again when I''m back!"


    "An interview? Let the chauffeur drive you there then!" Beatrice did not stop Melody from going to an interview, but she insisted on getting the chauffeur to take her there.


    Melody wanted to decline, but the Riveras'' estate was quite far from thepany that she was heading to, and it was difficult to get a cab at that hour. Thus, she decided to ept the offer. "Alright. Thank you, Grandma! Sorry for the trouble."


    The chauffeur sent her to Parr Group. Melody was no doubt exhrated as she stood at the building''s entrance.


    ''Man, I hope everything goes well today. Then I can finally earn my own money,'' thought Melody.


    She took two deep breaths and entered the building. When the front desk learned that she was there for the interview, they instructed her to go to the third floor and wait in the waiting room. Melody saw many of Parr Group''s employees along the way. All of them seemed to be frantically working at their jobs.


    In a way, she envied their busy life. At least, they could work hard for their dreams and lives. She, on the other hand, never had a life of her own.


    As Melody walked toward the waiting room, her mind went through the questions the interviewers might ask afterward. She had to make sure that she could answer all the questions perfectly. "Melody Sander."


    Melody paused as she heard the voice that had been haunting her like nightmares. When she turned around, she saw thest person she wanted to see at that moment-Wendy.


    ''Is she a ghost or something? Why does she keep showing up around me?'' thought Melody.


    Melody decided to ignore Wendy and keep walking.


    However, Wendy blocked her way and shouted, "Melody Sander! Are you deaf? Didn''t you hear me calling you?"This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.


    Melody tried to walk past her, but Wendy kept blocking her way. Finally, Melody had enough.


    "Wendy, I have something important to do today, so please leave me alone!" warned Melody.


    Wendy nced at her from head to toe before she grabbed the file that Melody was holding to her chest.


    "Oh, a resume! So you''re here for an interview? Hahaha! Aren''t you thinking a bit too highly of yourself? Quit dreaming! This is Parr Group, for goodness'' sake! You don''t even have any working experience, so how can you possibly pass the interview?"


    Melody took back her file. "This is none of your business, Wendy. Get out of my way!"


    "Wendy, what are you doing? Time for shooting. Let''s go!"


    Wendy had loads more to say to Melody, but the staff urged her to hurry up after checking the time.


    Wendy replied to the staff with a smile and left hurriedly, but not before shooting a death re at Melody.


    Melody sighed with relief. Frankly, Wendy did not faze. Nheless, the interview meant a lot to her, so thest thing she wanted was trouble.


    Afterposing herself, she walked into the waiting room.