Wendy Williams Interview Novels & Stories

Wendy pushed the door open and walked in abruptly. She smiled at the interviewers pleasantly. "Sorry to interrupt, gentlemen, but there's something I must tell you!" "What are you doing, Wendy?" Melody shot up from her seat when she saw Wendy barging in. She had a bad feeling about it. Wendy sneered at her before turning to the interviewers, saying, "Gentlemen, I'd hate to see you end up hiring an unethical person who may ruin the good name of Parr Group after taking the time to go through the interviews."

Theirs was more a friends-of-friends relationship. "She's helped me secure many commercial deals, but most importantly, she's very smart. She vets all my videos. Whenever there's a sensitive social topic, she immediately flags it for me to change. Wendy majored in International Relations at SU for her undergrad. She's really helped me a lot." As soon as Jessica finished, someone nearby asked, "Wendy, do you still have time for a part-time job?" "Hey! I won't allow you to poach her!" Jessica shielded Wendy, then noticed the paper bag she was holding.

“You’re smiling so wide, I thought someone slipped something in your coffee.” “I’m just… excited.” “Do you wanna talk about it?” I asked. “Of course I do,” she grinned, bouncing slightly on her toes. “It’s something worth talking about.” I narrowed my eyes playfully. “Wendy, if this is another story about that weird guy from accounting asking for your number—” “No, no, no! This one’s different. This one’s serious.” The elevator chimed and the doors opened, but I didn’t move. I glanced at her, curiosity piqued. “Alright. Spill it.”