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I lazily stood up to reach for the remote and checked on all the received and unread emails. "Please write back. We need your help; You are highly considered, blah, blah, blah; The LAPD wants you to kindly check in as soon as possible to interrogate a new suspect. Payment is done for every hour." I read. "Crap!" I concluded, slumping back on the couch. As I scrolled down the list of endless emails, the last one drew my attention. It had not been read for the past eight months. It immediately called for my attention as the subject was a single dark heart and three continuous dots.

I wasn’t even looking at job sites anymore, I was just scrolling aimlessly through old articles about books I had never read, half trying to distract myself, half trying not to think about how badly I wanted this job. suddenly a notification popped up on my G***l, I opened it and read the subject line "Offer of Employment - Marrow & Finch Publishing." At first, my brain didn’t connect the words to reality, I just stared at the screen, my eyes moving between the bold subject line and the little preview text beneath it. My heart gave one sharp, painful thud, like it was warning me not to get ahead of myself. I clicked the email, holding my breath. "Dear Ms. Ivana,

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight streamed into my bedroom, I felt a buzz from my phone on the nightstand. I reached over, groggy but curious, and when I saw the email notification, my heart skipped a beat. I sat up quickly, rubbing my eyes to make sure I was reading it right. There it was in bold letters: Dear Elizabeth Adams, I’m pleased to inform you that you have been shortlisted for the Chief Operating Officer position. Your leadership and commitment have not gone unnoticed, and we’re excited to move you forward to the next stage of the selection process.

CHAPTER SEVEN The email came in at exactly 8:14 a.m. I almost ignored it. I was halfway through fixing my blouse in the bathroom mirror at work when my phone buzzed inside my handbag. Salary Credit Notification. For a moment, I just stared blankly at my phone. Then my heart started pounding. Slowly, I opened the message. And the moment I saw the amount— I gasped. “Oh my God.” It felt unreal. My first salary. My first real salary.

I rolled my eyes as all I was interested in was the email which had been scheduled to come in by noon. The hall became more noisy as it was 12p.m. They had scheduled the emails to drop in exactly by 12p.m as almost all the workers there had their phones beeping. I took out my phone as I opened my G***l. My eyes went wild as I read through the first three lines. [Congratulations, Elena Toussaint. I hope this email finds you well as we are thrilled to announce to you that you have not just been retained but promoted to the position of the personal assistant…]

It's money, one thousand five hundred freaking dollars. Wait, my excitement dies off as another thought cross my mind. Is this my settlement? What if this is the payment for my trial job... What if it's all over. I slump back on my bed and stare heaven wards for a short while before reading the email attached to the credit. It reads Soul magazine's campaign bonus. I jump again in excitement. It may not be as much as what I've received in the past as a creative director but it's income and I have to spend this one rightly because I'm about to start my life over again.

Love you. My heart jumped as I read the content of the text. I took deep breaths before replying, ‘Nothing, babe. Thank you. Love you too.’. ~ “Oh. My. God! Yes!!" I screamed as I read the email. 'Hello there, we hope this email finds you well. After much consideration and deliberation, we're pleased to announce to you that you successfully secured the job with us. You are to resume work by 8am, March 1st. The location is below:’

After some time at around 10:00 pm at night I got a email that Literally made me fall off my bed . What in hell! Just like that?! I laugh like a maniac for two good minutes and then reread the email. Dear Ms Miller It is to inform you that you have been hired at Imperial Technologies as the Personal Assistant of CEO, David Throne. Your service is required at the office at sharp 8:00 am tomorrow. We hope you enjoy working with our company. Imperial Technologies Oh my God! I squealed like a little girl and ran to my aunt's room.

“What is this?” I moved closer to her. “Read it…” Anya began reading it, and as the words left her mouth, her eyes widened further. It was an email, congratulating us for successfully being selected for an interview. Excellent salary, and immediate consideration. With an interview scheduled for the next morning. Anya looked stunned. Completely. And honestly? I didn't blame her at all. Because as she stared at her phone on the message, I also looked at the matching message on my phone. A very deep smile spread across my lips.

POV: Selene Castellano She read the forwarded email three times. Then she got up, went to the kitchen and stood at the counter in the dark. The email was simple. No message. Just an attachment. The foundation's Q3 financial report, internal version, not the public one. The one with donor names, unreleased grant decisions, and the land trust property addresses before public announcement. She called Diana. It rang twice. "I know," Diana said. She was awake. Waiting.