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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 61
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Chapter 62 "I'm here for the interview." Citrine's eyes turned colder, her patience clearly wearing thin.

She really didn't have tfor their childish games.

"So, what position do you claim you have at the company?" The tall guy looked her up and down, a smirk on his face.

To Manuel, Citrine just looked like another spoiled teen from a rich family, playing pretend.

Citrine had no idea what was running through his mind. She answered seriously, "I'm the CEO." The words had barely left her mouth before laughter erupted in the café.

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"Oh my God, that's hilarious! If you're the CEO, then I must be the richest woman in Havencrest!" Luna laughed so hard that she had tears in her eyes, covering her mouth to stifle the sound.

"You're quite the comedian, kid," the tall man joined in, doubled over with laughter.

Citrine watched them coolly, then glanced down and quietly texted the company's HR manager.

A minute later, Luna's phone buzzed.

She glanced at the caller ID-CICI Group HR-and shot Citrine a mocking look, flashing her phone at her. "See? CICI Group's HR is calling. Let's see how long you keep up this act." With an air of victory, Luna sauntered over to a quiet corner and answered.

"Hello, this is" She didn't even get to finish before the HR manager cut her off, "Ms. Harper, the assistant to the CEO position is personally interviewed by our CEO. Due to your recent behavior, your interview has been canceled." Luna's face went pale in an instant.

Desperate, she shouted into the phone, "Are you tellingthat high school girl is actually your CEO?" She waited, barely holding back her shock, but the HR manager simply hung up. Luna didn't need an answer. She already knew.

When Luna returned, Manuel had also stepped out to take a call. He cback looking equally stunned. Citrine gave them a calm, almost indifferent look, as if to say, "See? I told you the truth." She offered a resigned smile. "You two should go. You're not a good fit for CICI Group." Luna and Manuel exchanged mortified glances, regret etched on their faces.

If they'd known the young girl in front of them was actually the CEO, they wouldn't have dared to mock her. Manuel's eyes flashed with a sudden hope. He bowed deeply to Citrine. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I misunderstood. Please, giveanother chance." CICI Group might have been a recent acquisition, but it was already a major player, located in the heart of downtown. In just a few short months, it had made impressive strides in the industry, and its future seemed limitless.

On top of that, CICI Group's salaries and benefits were among the best in Havencrest-second only to The Carmichael Group.

Missing out on a job here was a real loss.

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Luna quickly followed suit, bowing her head repeatedly. "We were blind to your talent. Now that we know the truth, please give us another shot."

The two of them pleaded one after another, buzzing around her like flies.

Citrine found them increasingly irritating. They were the ones who'd burned the bridge, and now they wanted to act pitiful.

"Opportunities only conce. You were the ones who wasted yours." She had given them a chance already.

They tried to protest, but Citrine glanced at her watch and said evenly, "My time's up. I have to get back to class." With that, she walked out of the café without looking back.

Luna and Manuel watched Citrine's retreating figure, despondent They knew their chance was gone for good, and left in utter defeat.