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I tapped on it without thinking, and then I actually read it. "Dear Ms. Evelyn, we are pleased to inform you that you have passed the initial screening for the Legal Counsel position at Aganya Company. The second interview is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon at three—" I wasn't even finished reading before my heart slammed back to life. I never expected to pass. I even closed the app and opened it again just to make sure the email was still there, to prove I wasn't imagining it. I had a job. A real one. The kind with a salary most people could only dream of.

“Congratulations, Amara Collins. You passed the interview and the company would like to offer you a job as a personal assistant to our CEO, all the necessary details would be sent to your email. We hope you’re able to resume to work on Monday, best of luck” This time, I couldn’t scream, tears were rolling down my face as I was speechless. I guess I didn’t waste the money I used to bring down that car after all. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ If you’re reading this book and loving it, the best way you can support me is by leaving your amazing comments and reviews. This will help motivate me to write more. Thank you.

-----~[JENNA'S POV]~----- The day almost comes to an end as the school bell rings for the closure of the day and I find myself frustratedly making my way through the school compound scrolling through my phone and searching for that particular ad that pays $10, 000. Shit!!

I’m not great at business unless I can focus on it entirely, and currently, I was focusing on not dying from orgasm. PING. I check my phone. It couldn't be Banks; our chat for the day is done per his usual record of not reaching out to me again after a conversation "JESUS!" I jump up from the register, staring at the screen. Every ache, every worry, evaporated instantly. The message read:$2 Million Dollars. April payment.written under the description. The month is only ten days in. Does that mean in twenty days, I get another payment? I'm getting paid before doing the work?

What should I do? Firstly, ensure that you provided the correct email address during your application process. Next, inspect your email's spam or junk folder, as occasionally, communications may inadvertently land there. If, after verifying your email address and checking all folders, you still haven't received any correspondence, please reach out to us directly at contact@goodnovel.com. #Can I terminate the contract once signed? Absolutely. All bonuses and profit share shall be refund upon termination. NO refunding = NO termination If there's a breach of contract contact your editor.

POV: Layla Brooks The offer letter sat in my inbox like a bomb waiting to detonate. Subject: CONFIDENTIAL – Editor Consideration | The Fold Magazine I’d opened it six times, read every word, checked the sender address to make sure it wasn’t a scam. It wasn’t.

Just as she opened her web browser, an email notification chimed loudly in the quiet room. Sender: Apex Executive Placements Subject: Urgent: Executive Archivist Position at Sterling-Blake Trust Maya frowned, her brow furrowing in confusion. She hadn’t applied to any high-end recruiting agencies. Curiosity overriding her caution, she clicked the email open. Her breath hitched as she read the contents. They were offering her a position heading a private, elite literary collection. The salary attached to the offer was staggering—more than triple what she had been hoping to earn. The package included comprehensive health benefits, a massive signing bonus, and corporate housing assistance.

But my eyes caught on the subject line of an email sitting bold and unread. Payment Confirmed. Continue protection detail until further notice. The sender’s address was hidden, encrypted. But the words were there, stark and impossible to ignore. My stomach twisted. Protection detail. Payment. Was Killian doing some offshore job I didn’t know about? My hands trembled as I clicked open the email. And the world around me became a blur. Images scattered across the screen, of me at different points in my life. Documents and contracts I didn’t understand filled the space, but I didn’t bother to read them.

He drew in a slow, shaky breath, then clicked. The email opened. Subject: YOU LOOK STRESSED. ARE YOU OKAY? Nathan Reed, I’m looking forward to working with you. Can we talk over dinner sometime? Or coffee—whatever you’re comfortable with. Noah Nathan read it twice, then leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. His heart beat unevenly. Part of him wanted to delete it immediately. Another part—smaller, quieter—wondered what would happen if he answered.

“I love you. Promise me you'll never forget." “I'll always remember." “Good. Now how about I make you come again." *** I was walking in the back of the house, taking a private tour because Gabriel was busy with Kylee, they both had work to finish. My phone buzzed in my hand, it was new and I had only set up my recovery email, I didn't even have any numbers s apart from Kylee's and Gabriel's. I was surprised to see a notification. I gasped when I stared at the screen. Ancho just paid me for my first month's salary and my bank sent the alert to my email. And I never even went in a day.