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Chapter Thirty nine

Author: Ese Gwede
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I was up as early as five in the morning and by six thirty, I was seated in the car and on my way for the interview.

Considering that we left quite early, there was hardly any traffic and we got to Avilla Corp about thirty minutes later.

I was an hour early and I had no idea what I would be doing in there so I decided to stay back in the vehicle reading through some stuff on my phone.

Miguel and I conversed for a while and before I knew it, it was nearly 8am. I exhaled, feeling my nerves getting to me. I was not sure what to expect, I lowkey feared that what happened with my first interview would repeat itself and I did not want it.

"Wish me luck." I said to Miguel before stepping out of the vehicle.

I walked through the tinted glass doors and found myself in the exquisite building with a clean wide lobby. It was a skyscraper, just like Damien's and looked just as big and sophisticated.

I walked up to the reception to ask for directions to the exact place for the interview.
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