Take the initiative

Whitney suddenly regrets her decision. Even if she was here to convice him, she felt she had taken a step too quickly.

Inside the car, Kevin noticed the little lady who was acting boldly. She had been around the company yesterday and arrived early the next day. He was a bit curious about her reason for coming over.

He wanted to see if she was looking for a job or if she was trying to gain his attention.

"Sir, that is Whitney Warmer, the first daughter of the traitor," Seb, who was seated in the front seat, said. He knew that his boss was face blind unless a person was important. He would easily forget what they look like.

"Why is she here," Kevin asked. He suddenly realised that something was different. He had recognised her without being introduced. He was usually not a person that recognised unimportant people. But he soon felt that it was because of her stubborn gaze.

Her action the last time had picked his interest, and he decided to play with her a little. It did not matter if he dealt with her a few weeks back or a few weeks later. She was a pry that could not escape.

"I am not sure, but she seemed to have asked around about the position vacant in the company," Seb swallowed. He immediately took out his laptop and put it on.

The car drove into the company building, and Whitney did not dare stand in front of the car to stop it. She was afaird that the car would ride over her and kill her without a second thought.

It was an accident. At most, the driver would be charged to court. She was the one who ran into the front of the car and caught him unaware, so she would have died for nothing.

Moreover, she did not want to die such a painful death. Seeing that she did not do anything, Kevin was a bit disappointed. He liked the fact that the little rabbit knew how to be fierce. The more she acted fearless, the more he wanted to play with her.

There was no hurry in killing her off. "Sir, miss Warmer applied for the position of your Secretary," Seb looked at his laptop and was surprised. He had never seen a pry who willing ran into the then of his predictor.

"Oh," a smile played around Kevin's lips. He knew that she would do something like this. "When?" He asked. Kevin was not a man that loved to talk unless it was necessary. Those around him had to be quick wit.

"In a week, those qualified for the position would come over for an interview after the human resource department sent out an invite," Seb answered. He knew Kevin was asking about when the interview would take place.

"Notify the HR department," Kevin nodded his head. At this point, the car had stopped at the underground garage that was only used by Kevin.

"Yes, sir," Seb said. He was not surprised by the boss's decision. He has worked with Kevin right from his days in the organisation as a young teenager into a man. So he knew his tendency to play around, just like how a cat would catch a mouse but refuse to eat it.

He would use his teeth to play around with the mouse and then let it go. When the mouse gets ready to escape, he would use a hand to stop his tail and watch him struggle for freedom, then he might let it go, but after the mouse take a few steps, his part would be blocked by the cat.

Whitney watched the car go inside, of course, the security did not allow her inside so she decided to go to school.

Anyway, she could think of a better way to meet up with him later. She really did not have the confidence to meet up with him.

When Whitney arrived at school, it was already time for the second lesson. She had just entered the classroom when the professor entered.

When Jonathan saw her, he was delighted. He finally had the opportunity to get close to her. He raised his hands and attracted her attention, and then he let her sit next to him.

When a few ladies saw this, they were jealous. They had long been trying to get his attention; after all, he was handsome and intelligent. There was even news that his family's background was impressive.

Who did not want to get close to such a man? If they could have a close relationship with him, perhaps, they would not worry about food and an excellent job in the future.

Whitney had been a bookworm for two years. She had not tried to get his attention, but now that Jonathan had taken the initiative, how could they be happy?

"Since when did our class representative become close to her?" A girl frowns her brows. She had always acted like a little princess, so many of her classmates had a good relationship with her. After all, they hoped to get a job after graduation easily.

"I don't think they are close. The professor is already in the class. I bet he only called her to avoid disturbing the class," the girl sitting next to her said.

When the Little princess heard this, she was delighted with the answer. Everyone knew that Jonathan took his duty seriously.

"You are right, apart from being smart, she is not that beautiful. How could he take a fancy to her," the girl said.

"Samantha, you are the most beautiful girl in our class. How can he ignore you and choose her?" her friend said. When Samantha heard this, she had a smile on her face.

She has been trying to get Jonathan's attention. How could she take it if he took the initiative to be friendly to another? Especially if that person was someone like Whitney. Even if she knew little about Whitney, she could tell she was from a poor background.

Judging from her clothes and the fact that she was a scholarship student, it was not difficult to guess.