All Chapters of From Trash to Titan: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Maya and Hazel had clawed their way up from ordinary backgrounds, and they shared one desperate ambition: to climb the social ladder and finally look down on everyone else.In this city, there were a lot of opportunities, however only one name represented the absolute peak of that dream, and that was Sterling Industries.This mega-corporation was an unattainable existence for normal people, a place so incredibly powerful that even its janitors could walk through the streets of the city with their chests puffed out in arrogance. A single line on a resume proving you worked at Sterling Industries was enough to make wealthy socialites treat you with utmost respect at dinner parties.If you could just get your foot in the door, opportunities that had been sealed shut your entire life would eagerly swing open.Maya and Hazel didn't want the status, however they sure as hell wanted the benefits that came with it. After all, they came from humble beginnings and had personal dreams to take ca

Hazel's heart beat rapidly when she spotted Maxwell walking towards her. She didn't want him to see her. ‘That guy again.’ She thought to herself and her first instinct was to make sure she wasn't seen by him. Because Maxwell already worked here and probably was more trusted that if he said something bad about her she would not get the job. So better to stay low for now until she was employed. She pressed her lips together and looked straight ahead, willing herself to be invisible. They were in conversation. They were probably going to walk straight past her. She just needed to stand still, look at her folder, and act like she was one of the people who worked here. Maxwell had one hand casually tucked into his trouser pocket as he walked past her. He stopped briefly and glanced at the woman standing in the hallway looking awkward. However he didn't pay too much attention to recognize her and he just walked past her. Hazel sighed in her heart. Thank God he didn't recognize her. H

Victoria Sterling studied Hazel for a long, unreadable moment. Her gaze was sharp and calm, the gaze of a woman who had seen ten thousand people walk through that door and had already decided what she thought of most of them.What Victoria thought of Hazel right now? Hazel could not tell.And that, more than anything, terrified her.Finally she spoke. "Five minutes," Victoria said. Her voice wasn't loud or angry. It was just as someone would expect from her, which was somehow much worse. "In my company, five minutes can ruin a major deal. So tell me, what exactly made you this late to your own interview?"Hazel felt her hands sweating. She couldn't tell the truth. She couldn't say she was busy arguing with some arrogant guy she met at a lake. It would sound ridiculous."I got lost," Hazel explained, working hard to keep her voice casual. "This floor is very big, and I took a wrong turn trying to find the office. I am so sorry."Victoria kept her sharp eyes on Hazel for another long s

Some time passed, and Hazel and Maya sat side-by-side in the HR department, carefully signing their names on the dotted lines of thick, glossy contracts. The scratch of their pens felt monumental. With those signatures, they were officially registered as new Sterling Industries employees.As soon as they stepped out of the elevator and the heavy glass doors of the headquarters closed behind them, their professional looks completely melted away.Maya let out a fairly loud squeal, grabbing Hazel by the shoulders and jumping up and down on the sidewalk. "We did it! Hazel, we actually did it! We work at Sterling Industries!"Hazel couldn't stop a massive smile from breaking across her face. The relief was intoxicating. But even through her excitement, a heavy cloud of bewilderment still lingered in her mind."I'm so happy, but I still don't get it," Hazel muttered, her brows knitting together as they walked toward the street. "Why me, Maya? Why did Victoria Sterling's nephew personally se

“Hah, would you look at this.” The man’s voice echoes across the restaurant, loud enough to turn heads from three tables away. He didn’t care who heard him as he stood there like he owned the place, one hand hooked into his jacket pocket and a crooked smile playing acrossnhis mouth. “You’ve got money to eat at a place like this now, huh? Looking real comfortable.” His eyes settled on Hazel’s father, and the smile thinned into something sharp. “But tell me, old man... where’s my money?”The moment Hazel’s dad saw him, he froze.It was like all the warmth had been drained straight out of his body. The liveliness left his face so fast it made him look almost gray under the restaurant lights. His lips parted, but he found himself unable to say anything. Not a word. Not even a breath that sounded steady.Hazel felt her stomach twist.She knew exactly why Brock was here. And worse, she knew how this looked. Plates of hot food on the table. A nice booth. A family finally letting themselves b