Chapter 38


    Chapter 38 Chloe, You Sure Are Clear-Headed


    “No, I was here for a job interview,” replied Chloe.


    “You had a job interview with the Baxons?”


    “Yeah,” Chloe confirmed.


    “How did it go? Did it go smoothly?” Icarus inquired.


    “No.” Chloe shrugged as she sighed dejectly. “It’s difficult to find a job these days.”


    Icarus gestured toward her resume. “May I have a look?”


    “Sure,” she replied, handing it over.


    After reading through her resume, Icarus remarked, “Objectively speaking, you are indeed outstanding


    among your peers.”


    “And subjectively?” asked Chloe as she fixed her gaze on Icarus.


    “Subjectively, in my opinion, you’re extraordinary,” Icarus answered.


    It was evident that she was an exceptional candidate, with a four-year streak of receiving schrships


    during her time in university, attending internships at two major corporations during her sophomore


    year, and achieving excellent results on all her projects. Upon graduation, she even led her team in


    overseas business negotiations. Her frequent travel abroad could be the reason why she was able to


    obtain the Estrenian C2 certificate at such a young age.


    However, Icarus could not help but wonder why she ended up staying in a smallpany instead of


    going to arge corporation with such impressive performance during her internships. He vaguely


    recalled hearing the name of this smallpany a few times from Jake, but at the time, he paid little


    attention to Jake.


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    Chloe smiled. “You’re too kind. If I really were extraordinary, I wouldn’t have trouble


    finding a job.”


    “Don’t worry, I believe you’ll find one soon.”


    Chloe was oblivious to the hidden meaning of his words and responded with a simple nod and a brief


    expression of gratitude. “Thank you for your kind words.”


    As he watched Chloe walk away, Icarus took out his phone and dialed an old friend’s


    number.


    “I’m at your office right now. You’re half an hourte. I’ll wait another ten minutes. If you aren’t down


    here by then, I’m leaving,” he said.


    Five minutester, a man of simr age to Icarus emerged from the Baxon’s office, carrying a briefcase


    andining, “We’re so busy this quarter. I have to hide in the bathroom if I want to ck off.”


    “Do you regret not starting your own business?” Icarus teased.


    “Regret is useless. I have a wife and kids. The risk of starting a business at my age is too great,” the


    man replied.


    Icarus patted his shoulder and said, “Staying at Baxon isn’t a bad choice. Didn’t you get promoted


    recently? I’m sure you’ll be one of the top executives in another ten years.”


    “You’re right. Contentment brings happiness,” the man agreed.


    Icarus looked in the direction Chloe had left and smiled. “Is your department still looking for people? I


    just met a talented young woman withmendable skills.”


    For the next two days, Chloe spent her mornings tranting documents Joseph had given her and her


    afternoons looking for a job. In the evenings, she would buy groceries


    and cook.


    On the third day, Joseph instructed her to pick Harold up, who had just returned from


    out of town.


    “Patrick will drive you there,” Joseph said, “He might bring up the topic of meeting the parents and the


    gifts.”


    Chloe was taken aback. “What should I do? Should I find two actors to y my parents?


    She could not go home, nor could she ept Harold’s gifts.


    “You can ept the gifts,” Joseph said nonchntly, “Just consider it part of the contract fee.”


    Chloe shook her head profusely and firmly refused, “No! I don’t want your money. Our rtionship isn’t


    measured by money!”


    If she epted the gift, it would be as if she was acknowledging their contract and would be unable to


    reverse her decisionter. She aspired to be Jake’s aunt for life. Furthermore, if she could win Joseph’s


    affection, his wealth would be hers as well. Why should she allow the prospect of a trifling gain to


    obscure her true goal?


    There was a moment of silence on the phone, then Joseph said meaningfully, “Chloe, you sure are


    clear-headed.


    “Jojo, do you know why I’m clear-headed?” Chloe asked.


    “Nope, and I’m not interested.”


    “Can’t you just y along?”


    “Fine, what’s the reason?”


    “Because I really love you. I’m not here for your money,” she teased him, “Aren’t you


    touched?”