Chapter 11 Enjoying the Show

• "Ms. Lucy," said the man who had called out the numbers, greeting her respectfully, his expression full of flattery.
• Clara observed this woman, rumoured to be Mr. Wood's girlfriend.
• "I'm not trying to be mean, but Leon prefers attractive faces, and you ... " Lucy paused, letting out a little huff.
• "Mr. Wood's preferences don't concern me. I'm already a mom of two," Clara replied calmly, but her words caused a stir, and the room erupted into chaos. Even Lucy's expression shifted slightly.
• "A mom of two! No wonder she looks so old. How did she even get in here? Isn't this interview for single ladies?" some women began to shriek.
• Just then, Jake arrived on the 15th floor. His sharp eyes narrowed as he gestured to someone nearby.
• Jake announced, "Sorry, ladies, but you're disqualified. Please leave Wood Corporation immediately."
• The screaming women were stunned. Those women's eyes widened in disbelief. They hadn't even had their interviews yet, but they were being kicked out. They had worked hard to make it this far!
• Jake approached Clara. He adjusted his glasses and said, "Hey, Ugly Betty, I'm looking forward to seeing what you've got for the interview." He said it on purpose, wanting to see her reaction when she realised she'd walked into the wrong room.
• "I'm sure I won't disappoint," she replied confidently, neither too humble nor too cocky.
• At that moment, someone called her number, and it was her turn to enter.
• Lucy was furious. She yelled at Jake, "What's wrong with you? How could someone like her become the new spokesperson for Wood Corporation's new product?"
• "You can boss me around when you become Mrs. Wood," Jake smirked, walking into the interview room.
• Lucy's expression changed dramatically. She challenged, "We'll see about that, Jake!"
• Clara picked up her prompt card in the waiting room and unfolded it. It read: 'Show off your body in the most unique way.'
• Wasn't this an interview for the planning department? Why were they asking her to flaunt her body?
• What kind of question was this? Who came up with it?
• "Number ten, please enter the room. We're about to begin."
• She was internally protesting when someone called her number.
• Number nine had just entered, and that woman had already walked out. Clearly, she had been eliminated.
• Clara put down the paper, adjusted her outfit, and quickly strategised how to showcase her body in a classy manner.
• She pushed open another door with her mind made up. Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside.
• Her eyes immediately landed on the man sitting in the middle of the table. Huh? Isn't that guy twirling a pen, Leon?
• She just bumped into him in the lobby, and here he was again.
• Leon looked up. The pen in his hand stopped twirling.
• Sitting next to him, Jake raised an eyebrow, clearly expecting a good show. He was waiting to see what would happen.
• "Show off your body in the most unique way," said the interviewer on the far right. She wondered how an older woman had made it to the final round of interviews.
• But with both big bosses present and no objections, the interviewer had to play along. She gestured for Clara to get started.
• Clara cleared her throat and lowered her voice, "Showing off the body means highlighting its most attractive features. When I hear this, I think of a model strutting down the runway, but ... "
• "That woman surely knows how to talk. She still doesn't realise she's in the wrong room," Jake said with a smile as he leaned towards Leon.