Quinton hung up the phone âMs. Mendoza, come with me. Mr Balfour wants to see youâ
Ellinor wasnât surprised. She got up and followed Quinton to the office of the President of the Howard Group.
Balfourâs office was decorated in a style that perfectly matched his personality, elegant and aloof.
âMr. Howard, Ms Mendoza is hereâ Quinton moved closer and said in a low voice.
There were some unique art pieces on Balfourâs desk, with a large office chair facing away from them behind the desk However, the person in the chair did not turn around to face them at Quintonâs introduction.
Quinton brought Ellinor in and then turned and left.
Ellinor stood alone in the office, waiting quietly. Seeing that Balfour still didnât look at her, she took the initiative to speak, politely saying. âHello, Mr. Howard, Iâm Ellinor Im here for the executive secretary positionâ
Just as she finished, the office chair slowly turned around.
Balfour had a cup of steaming coffee in his hand. He was poised and indifferent, his smile not reaching his eyes.
âLong time no see, Ms Mendoza What made you decide to apply for my secretary position?â
âWell, Iâm strapped for cash Saw your company was hiring, and the pay looked pretty good, so here I am.â
Balfour listened and took a sip of his coffee while smiling, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
âIf I remember correctly, Ms. Mendoza, you werenât the type to bow down for money You once flatâout returned a check I gave you. You seemed pretty adamant about it.
I thought you never cared about money. Seems I was wrong, huh?â
Ellinor looked at Balfour calmly, undeterred by his sarcasm. She said calmly, âI never said I didnât care about money. On the contrary I need it badly. I just donât like unwarranted handouts and gifts. Mr.
Howard, letâs leave the past behind us, shall we? Iâm here to apply for a job. I want to earn my keep, not beg you for it. How is earning money through a legitimate job considered bowing down to money?â
Balfour squinted at her and smiled, âYou really think you can earn money here? Ms. Mendoza, arenât you overestimating yourself?â
Ellinor looked at him firmly, âWhether Iâm overestimating myself or not, why donât you find out?â
Balfour averted his gaze, âNever mind. The Howard Group doesnât need an employee like you, Ms.
Mendoza. You better find a job elsewhereâ
Ellinor looked at Balfour, feeling a bit uncomfortable at the thought that this arrogant man might be her fullâblooded brother.
If it werenât for the investigation into her motherâs affairs, she wouldnât want to deal with Balfour at all.
But since she was here already, she wasnât going to leave emptyâhanded