Thore I thoroughly checked the application form in my hand. I still couldn’t believe that the application form was filled up by Vivienne Alfonso. The Vivienne I know. If I accepted her in the café, then, that means I need to pretend that I am not the boss. Or, I must not visit the store frequently. Then, how am I going to do my job here? How am I going to manage my business properly and efficiently? But then, if I didn’t accept her, I would definitely feel guilty. She badly wants the job. And I can do something to help her, so why not help her? I sighed desperately. “Right. Let’s help her.” I told myself and put my stamp on the lower part of the application form. I called out for Ms. Benson and the store manager hurried to my office. “Yes, young master?” I handed her the application forms
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