Chapter 19: I am the new ambassador of Thompson’s Group

They all sat down to discuss the contract.

Emily, who had been quiet until now, spoke up. "Alëna, as we discussed earlier, your role will be to represent Thompson's Group at various events and functions. You'll also be working closely with our marketing team to promote our brand."

Alëna nodded, taking notes as Emily outlined her responsibilities. Albert listened intently, his eyes never leaving Alëna's face.

As the meeting drew to a close, Albert spoke up. "Alëna, I expect you to be available 24/7. You'll need to be flexible and adaptable, as things can change quickly in this industry."

Alëna felt a shiver run down her spine as Albert's eyes seemed to bore into hers. She nodded, trying to appear confident and composed.

"I understand, Mr. Thompson," she said. "I'm ready to do whatever it takes to succeed in this role."

Albert's expression didn't change, but Alëna sensed a flicker of interest in his eyes. She smiled to herself, feeling a sense of satisfaction. She had taken the first step in her plan, and she was determined to see it through.

As the meeting drew to a close, Albert stood up, his eyes scanning the room. "I expect great things from you, Alëna," he said, his voice firm but polite. "You'll be working closely with our marketing team to promote our brand. Emily will show you to your office and get you settled in."

Alëna nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She had made it through the meeting without any major mishaps.

As she stood up to leave, Albert's eyes met hers, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Alëna felt a shiver run down her spine as she sensed a spark of tension between them.

But then Albert looked away, his expression neutral once again. "Welcome to the team, Alëna," he said, his voice cool and detached.

Alëna smiled politely and followed Emily out of the conference room, feeling a sense of uncertainty about what lay ahead.

Emily led Alëna to a sleek, modern office on the top floor of the building. The office was decorated in a minimalist style, with a large desk and a comfortable-looking chair.

"This is your office," Emily said, smiling. "You'll have everything you need to get started. There's a computer, a phone, and a tablet. We also have a team of assistants who can help you with anything you need."

Alëna walked over to the desk and ran her hand over the smooth surface. She felt a sense of excitement and nervousness. This was it. She was really doing this.

"Thank you, Emily," Alëna said, turning to face her. "This is amazing. I'm so grateful for the opportunity."

Emily smiled and handed Alëna a folder. "Here's all the information you'll need to get started. There's a meeting with the marketing team at 3 PM to discuss the upcoming campaign. I'll make sure you have all the details."

Alëna took the folder and nodded, feeling a sense of determination. She was ready to get started and make a good impression.

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Here's a revised continuation of the scene:

Alëna burst through the front door of her apartment, a huge smile plastered on her face. Her mother, Sophia, looked up from the kitchen, where she was preparing dinner, and her younger brother, Augustine, paused his video game, both of them curious about Alëna's excitement.

"Hey, guys! Guess what?" Alëna exclaimed, barely containing her excitement.

Sophia wiped her hands on a towel and walked over to Alëna. "What is it, sweetie?" she asked, a warm smile on her face.

Alëna took a deep breath, savoring the moment. "I got the job! I'm going to be the new ambassador for Thompson's Group!"

Augustine's eyes widened in surprise. "Whoa, sis! That's awesome!"

Sophia's eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Alëna. "Alëna, sweetie, " she said, her voice gentle but curious.

Alëna nodded, a hint of wariness in her eyes. "Of course, Mom. What is it?"

Sophia hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I was just wondering... how did you manage to get a job with Thompson's Group? I thought you were working with Mariam on her... project."

Alëna's expression changed, a faint flush rising to her cheeks. She looked away, avoiding her mother's gaze.

"Alëna, what's going on?" Sophia asked, her voice firm but concerned. "You're not getting in over your head, are you ?"

Alëna forced a smile onto her face, trying to appear nonchalant. "Oh, Mom, it's no big deal. Albert Thompson is actually a friend of Mariam's. He offered me the job as a favor to her."

Sophia's eyes narrowed slightly, her expression skeptical. "A favor? That's quite a favor. Are you sure that's the whole story, Alëna?"

Alëna nodded, trying to maintain her composure. "Yes, Mom, that's the truth. Mariam and Albert have known each other for years. He's just trying to help me out."

Augustine, who had been quietly observing the conversation, spoke up. "That's cool, sis. You must be really lucky to have friends like that."

Alëna smiled, feeling a twinge of guilt for lying to her family. But she knew she had to keep up the charade if she was going to succeed in her plan.

She had to do it to save their father from jail.