Chapter 90

Vivian acted like Joey had owed her the job, as if she was entitled to anything she wanted and it was her sister’s fault if she didn’t get it.

Joey couldn’t help shaking her head and chuckling. But when she looked up, her eyes were cold, “In that case, I’m giving you my decision right now.

It’s quite simple, you have failed. You may leave!”

“What?” Vivian widened her eyes in shock, “How could you...”

“I’m the interviewer and you’re the interviewee. I know who you really are and what you’re capable of, Vivian. You’ve spent little time on your studies in the past three years. You’re just a graduate with no work experience. I think you will fail miserably in the position of executive secretary. You’re not even qualified enough to do a receptionist’s job.” Joey was sharp and candid.

“You...”

Vivian had never seen Joey so assertive and aggressive. All of a sudden, she didn’t know how to rebut her criticism.

Joey was her elder sister who had always been docile and sweet at home. Vivian had usually been the proud and domineering one.

However, Vivian had apparently squandered their sisterhood long ago. Here was the office, a work place where Joey would never practice favoritism.

Moreover, she knew very well that Vivian wasn’t competent enough for the job. She thought she was just being honest and responsible.

“Joey, I know you’re avenging yourself. You hate me for stealing Ben away from you. You’re so petty. If you don’t give me the job, I’ll tell Mom right away. I’ll tell her that you deliberately gave me a hard time and robbed me of the opportunity to get a good job. I bet she will teach you a good lesson.”

Vivian pointed her fingers at her sister, furious and arrogant.

Joey was in no mood to argue with her. She called security, “Please show this young lady the way out.”

Two tall security guards held Vivian’s arms and walked out the room.

Vivian was really pissed off for she had never been treated this way. She wouldn't stop cursing on the way out, which drew many candidates’

attention in the hallway.

Joey rubbed between her eyebrows, trying to calm down. She put on a smile again, “Next...”

On the other hand, Vivian was literally dragged toward the elevator.

A young man around thirty in grey suits was standing at the elevator. He was thin, pale-skinned, gentleman-like and scholarly.

He frowned when he laid eyes on Vivian.

“Mr. Quentin!”

The two security guards greeted the man politely once they saw him.

It turned out the young man was the secretary general of the CL Group and his name was Quentin.

Quentin nodded with a smile and waved his arm, “Let go of this young lady!”

“But she caused a scene...” The security guards hesitated.

“I know her. She won’t yell if you release her. I promise.” Quentin smiled gently.

The security guards followed his order and let go of Vivian at once.

Vivian glared at them once she was free. She turned around to look at Quentin with doubt, “Do you...know me?”

She found his face familiar, but didn’t recognize him.

Beep!

Just then, the elevator opened.

“Why don’t we talk about it in the elevator?”

Quentin walked into the elevator first.

Vivian was even more confused, but she followed him into the elevator.

The security guards had intended to get in the elevator, but were intimated by Quentin’s cold eyes.

The elevator door closed. Suddenly, there were only Quentin and Vivian left alone in there.

“So you are...”

Vivian stared at Quentin with earnest eyes. Quentin, who had been standing by politely, suddenly stepped forward and leaned all over her. His handsome was inches away, and she could feel his warm breath on her skin.

“Vivian, it’s been three years. And you didn’t recognize me?”

The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me Chapter 89 She met her sister Quentin put on a wicked smile, which put an end to his polite and gentleman-like image. It turned out he was another wolf in sheep's clothing. His eyes were lustful and ferocious.

His sudden change was shocking for Vivian. She froze for a second and soon trembled, because all the memories started rushing back to her. She looked at him in fear and asked with a trembling voice, “Are you...my old class adviser?”

“You finally know who I am, dear Vivian. You’re prettier than before. Are you trying to seduce the interviewer with your short dress? After we broke up, how many men have you slept with, uh?”

Quentin leaned closer and crushed her. He couldn’t look away from her full breasts. Within seconds, his right hand had reached into her dress like a snake.