Chapter 3: You're Hired!

"Are you sure the address you're talking about is correct, Shamcey?" I asked my cousin while we were walking here inside an exclusive village. My jaw almost fell as we passed by the huge and elegant residences. Only the wealthiest individuals and artists can afford to live in a place like this. We're currently looking for a house that I'll apply for, and if I pass the job interview, this will be my workplace.

She let out a sigh of annoyance. "Just so you know, you've asked me several times. You see, we've already asked the security guard. This is the exact spot he instructed," she explained to me, irritated. 

I didn't even try to speak anymore.

I've actually asked if the address we're heading to is correct numerous times than I can remember. I am thinking too much that we might have ended up in the wrong residence or maybe I'm nervous as hell? Jeez. Never mind.

"Hey, Heidi? Let's throw a celebration at the club when you get hired, huh?" she reminded me. “Don't forget to pay for my drinks!" She added. 

I look at this woman. She got upset by my repeated questions. She even kept telling me that when I started this work, we should have enjoyed ourselves at the bar. I just shook my head. As if I still wanted to go there again?!

"You decide what type of appreciation gifts I am going to present you, huh?" I grinned. "One more thing: don't get at ease. I haven't even been interviewed yet.” I trembled as I delivered those words. I'm really hoping I can pass so that I don't waste the time of Shamcey, who recently told her manager about me.

It's beneficial that I have a cousin who got hired into Convocar Corporation, one of the richest companies at the moment. Possibly because Shamcey has an excellent background, having studied and graduated in Canada, she really belongs here. It's really difficult to get into this kind of company. They have extremely high qualifications. Even though I graduated from a well-known university in our country, the chance or possibilities to work here as a professional is kind of low. 

"That's what cousins are for!" She said as if she's singing. While I was busy reading the house number, my cousin stopped at a large and modern design gate. "Oh my God, Heidi, here it is!" She happily announced and then she immediately pressed the doorbell button.

My eyes widened at what she did.

"Are you sure?!" I panicked. I don't know what I should feel first—the nervousness of fear because I might not be able to pass or be happy right away.

A few minutes had gone by when someone opened the door. It's a woman. If I'm not mistaken, she is in her forties. She was wearing thick glasses and appeared to be wearing a formal office uniform. "Shamcey, is she the one you say is your cousin who will apply?"

"Yes, she is."

The lady approached us. "Hi! I'm Amanda, secretary of the CEO of Convocar Corporation, Mr. Blue Convocar. Nice meeting you," she introduced herself as she immediately extended her hand.

I immediately accepted it. "Nice meeting you too, Ms. Amanda.”

"Come on," she instructed us as she led the way. A massive swimming pool in front of the house greeted us as we passed through the gate. On the other side, three expensive big bikes and three expensive cars are lining up. There is also a security guard and housekeepers who maintain the surroundings. That's awesome! I guess the owner drives different vehicles every day. Then, when he returns home, this house will welcome him. How does it feel to live so luxuriously? It must be wonderful for him to wake up in the morning and see this kind of view.

When we entered the residence, my jaw dropped even more after seeing the interior design's elegance. This is not just a typical mansion. Since the interior layout of the house is truly stylish.

"Sir Yzack, here's the applicant," Ms. Amanda announced to me to the man standing as he busily typed on the laptop in the living room. He then approached us and extended his hand on me. "Hi, I'm Yzack Montalban, President of Convocar Corporation," he introduced himself. I immediately accepted his hand as I gave him my gummy smile. 

“Nice meeting you, Sir Yzack, I’m Heidi Sanson,” I introduce myself. 

"I’m glad to meet you too,” he smiled at me as he looked at me for so long. Is there something wrong with my face right now? 

“Anyway, your Boss,” he paused. “is currently out of town. That's why he sent me here to do the interview with you today. He trusted me so much because I’m his close friend and also his business partner,” he added. 

I nervously smiled at him now.

"Take a seat," he said at the same time he also pointed to the sofa where we immediately sat down. The first time I sat in this expensive living room set, I felt like I was sitting on a cloud because of the fluffiness. For God's sake, how much is this sofa worth?

“So…” Sir Yzack took the paper on the side of his laptop and read it. "…Mrs. Heidi Sanson," he cleared his throat as he looked at me. "I—I mean, Ms. Heidi Sanson. My apologies." He cleared his throat again as he continued. "You graduated with a Bachelor of Science in Hospitality Management from a famous university in the Philippines, and your last employment is as a receptionist at a hotel," he said while looking at the resume he's holding. He looked at me, "why did you decide to apply as a nanny?”

So that's it? Is this the interview I've been waiting for? I don't know why my nervousness suddenly disappeared after he started to ask me a question. I'm not this kind of chill person when I get involved in this kind of interview. I smiled before speaking, "to be quite honest, it's actually because of the salary. The salary offered as a nanny is higher than the salary of a college graduate like me."

"So, do you value earnings over your job title? What about your reputation? I mean, you have a college degree. You worked hard to earn a degree from a prestigious university. However, you will end up caring for someone else's child instead," he said.

“I think working as a nanny does not lower my reputation as long as I don't sell my body." I breathed deeply. "In fact, I've come to this point because the bank has taken away our home. I had only recently discovered that my mother's house, which she had left me, had not yet been fully paid for. And that is why I put a lot of effort into getting this position in order to get back my mother's house," I responded.

He nodded at what I said. “It makes sense.”

I just swallowed at his reaction. That's when I began to feel shivers all throughout my entire body. Oh, my God?! Did I say something that offended him? Did I fail? For the sake of God, I'll probably regret failing this job interview for the rest of my life! I can't find a job that pays this much! 

I cleared my throat. "But I can promise you, Sir Yzack, that I am qualified for this job. Just so you know, I love children. So, I'm confident I can fulfill my responsibilities as a nanny." I stammered.

"All right," he said, nodding as he went over my resume. He carefully reviews the information that I provided. 

"You're hired," he announced calmly. He was not even looking at me. At first, I didn't understand. It confused me to death. Was I mishearing something? But when I looked at Shamcey, who was now joyously wide-eyed, I realized what I'd heard was right.

"W-Wait, what? I'm hired?" I looked at him in disbelief.

Sir Yzack was puzzled and finally gave me a look. "Why? Don't you want it?"

Shamcey and I ran out of the mansion, squealing with joy. We kept on high-fiving each other as if we were kids who had not recovered from what had happened. Who would have thought that I could pass the interview so effortlessly?!

"I told you! You'll get this job!" Shamcey said cheerfully to me.

"Are my answers good? I thought it sucked." I still cannot believe it.

"Of course!" Your fighting spirit is truly impressive! So I have no regrets about recommending you! You are really making me proud!"

Shamcey's words had an unexpected effect on me. She's my only cousin. So we're truly close, like sisters. I almost cried as I pouted in response to what she said. I'm grateful for her. 

"You are truly the best cousin," I replied. Even sometimes I hate her for being so selfish when she's under the influence of alcohol.

"Whatever! Let's just hang out on your day off, all right?!"

"Alright—"

"Ms. Heidi!" Someone called me to make Shamcey and I stopped walking towards the gate. We turned back to see who it was. It turned out to be Ms. Amanda. She handed me the bag. I have no idea when I was handed it.

"W-What is this?" I ask her in confusion.

"That will be your uniform. If it doesn't fit, just tell me," she said. She gave me her calling card, which I immediately accepted. 

She smiled sweetly at me, "See you tomorrow!"