The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 138

Suddenly, a name caught his eye—Raina.

Next to it was a photo of Rebecca.

Dylan’s gaze sharpened instantly. So, she really had applied to the Frost Group, just as Jonas suspected.

Was she here to try and ensnare him?

He let out a short, cold laugh.

He remembered hearing that this woman’s son was already in kindergarten, and yet she still wanted to get close to Jonas? Even if that wasn’t her goal, she was clearly after the money—her answer to the interviewer’s question spelled it out plainly: she wanted to work at the Frost Group for the salary.

Dylan drummed his fingers lightly on the desk, deep in thought.

He decided to keep a close eye on this Raina and see what she was really up to.

If her intentions weren’t pure, he certainly wouldn’t let her get away with it.

Meanwhile, Rebecca had already left the Frost Group building.

She hadn’t been in the car for long when her phone rang.

She glanced at the screen—an unfamiliar number.

“Hello?”

A gentle voice greeted her on the other end. “Hello, may I speak with Miss Raina? I’m calling from the Frost Group’s Human Resources Department.”

Rebecca’s heart skipped a beat. “This is she. Is there a problem?”

“Congratulations, Miss Raina, you’ve been hired.”

“I got the job?” Rebecca couldn’t help but sound surprised.

“Yes, you can start tomorrow.”

There was another new hire reporting for duty as well—a tall, cheerful girl named Linda.

With so many candidates the day before, only the two of them had been chosen. Linda was over the moon, chatting non-stop from the moment they met.

“We are so lucky!” Linda exclaimed, practically bouncing with excitement.

Rebecca smiled, feeling pretty good herself.

Bright and early, the director of the administrative office came by to assign their first tasks.

“All right, the two of you. One of you, go to the CEO’s office and organize the files he’ll need this morning. The other, go out and pick up breakfast,” Director Porter instructed.

Linda jumped in right away. “I’ll organize the files for the CEO!”

Rebecca didn’t mind. Fetching breakfast would be her job.

She thought to herself, Well, breakfast it is. Work is work, after all—it makes no difference to me.