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Chapter 66: Closed doors

Author: Promywrites
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-17 00:46:40

Lucille sat by the window, staring out at the cloudy sky as the evening breeze gently moved the curtain. On her lap was an old laptop, its screen flickering slightly, but still good enough for what she needed.

It had been almost two weeks since she walked away from the estate. Her life was finally hers, and though she didn’t have much, she had peace. That should’ve been enough.

But every day, a small voice whispered inside her, You’re meant for more.

She clicked open the browser and typed in a job search website. It loaded slowly, but eventually, a list of vacancies appeared.

Her eyes scanned the titles:

Junior Admin Officer – Arktaven Enterprises

Office Assistant – Morvick Logistics

Data Clerk – GreenSphere Solutions

She clicked on the first one.

"Minimum requirement: university degree. Experience in admin preferred. Must have strong organization skills."

Lucille smiled a little. If qualifications mattered, she had plenty.

She had graduated from the Royal Ebonvale University, the top
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