My dagger would go straight for their throat

The crowd gathered in a clearing following the map. They stood in small groups of twos and threes, their tense, nervous chatter filling the clearing.

Amelia and Camille stood beside a tree, their eyes darting around the large crowd with worry, hoping they would be picked.

At exactly 9:00 a.m., they heard the sound of an approaching car.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, some felt their hearts pound with nerves, while others stood with quiet confidence in their abilities.

The crowd fell silent as they watched the car stop in front of them. The door opened and a beautiful man in a butler suit came down.

Kyle glanced at the crowd and cursed Cyra internally, he already imagined how exhausted he would be after this interview.

Moving calmly toward the crowd, he stopped. "Today, I will oversee your interview. Madam is indisposed at the moment," Kyle's steady voice echoed through the silent crowd.