Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chapter 15 I’m Not Scared of You Since I Have Nothing to Lose

The interview began with a written test, followed by a face-to-face interview.

Chloe excelled in the written test and submitted her paper confidently. As she was leaving, she noticed that there were many blanks on Melody’s test paper. However, Melody was calmly admiring her freshly painted nails and showed no signs of concern.

Suddenly, Chloe had a feeling that passing the interview would be an uphill battle for her.

Sure enough, when the results of the written test were announced, Chloe had not been selected and had received the lowest score among all the candidates.

“This is impossible. I couldn’t have scored so low!” Chloe confronted the interviewer. “I want to see my test paper and I want to know a clear explanation of where points were deducted.”

The interviewer, William Grace, stood up and arrogantly replied, “Each interviewer has their own criteria, but one thing is consistent: low scores represent failure. Please don’t make a scene and leave immediately. Our time is valuable and we cannot afford to waste it on you.”

“I’m only asking for fairness. Your time may be valuable but so is mine. I won’t let this go without a proper explanation,” Chloe insisted, standing tall and facing William’s gaze firmly.

Chloe’s strong reaction. Melody smiled gleefully, anticipating the drama that was about

that Melody was behind this and suspected that the interviewer who asked her to leave was the same one who marked her test paper. If he had given her a valid reason or pointed out her mistakes, even

spent two years in Estre and had passed

the lowest score was pure humiliation. Chloe could not understand why this interviewer was targeting her.

really think they could embarrass her like this?

scene, and if necessary, she would make a big deal out of this. She refused to believe that a company as large as Fairlight would let something

realizing that Chloe knew something she should not. He quickly changed the subject and yelled for security to

attempts to avoid him, she was dragged out, sustaining several cuts and bruises on her

aggrieved and angry. In a fit of

composure anymore. She had read news reports about well-known corporations bullying new employees but shrugged it off as nonsense. She always believed they were in

the scrape on her ankle was particularly deep and was still bleeding. Seeing a pharmacy across the street,

who was also waiting at the zebra crossing with her mother, looking

the frustration on her face

just tripped and