uneasiness in her belly and focused on coming back home an employed lady. She freshened up, spent time heat p

t be more proud of her parents for creating such a beauty in nothing less than an Hr. She placed her printe

ld and blessed". "We are here ma" from the taxi driver brought her back to reality. She paid him with half the money she had left. She in

nd and saw a tall blonde model, wearing a mini flare skirt,a crop top, and a boot. "I am sorry ma, I

, here is my reference letter. The receptionist Jane collected the letter from her,smiled at her and

lara kept chewing her gum loudly, and would occasionally scold any staff smiling and complimenting Helm

ked eyes and sighed. Helma stood in front of the elevator waiting. "Hi" a masculine voice said . Helma smiled back at him. All she wanted was to get over with h

ixing his tie. " I am ......I mean I came for an interview" Helma said indifferently. Before James could say another word, Helma said her goodbye and step

yes. "I came for the......." She shuttered. Clara hissed and yelled "I pray you don't employ her Donald". She looked at Helma in disgust and walked out. Helma could

that matched up with the furniture. She bit her lips in thoughts. Why would anyone put a full sitting room furniture in their office?. "Miss, your interview started 1:4 seconds ago" The voice e

ght. Random thoughts were buzzing in her mind. "Sit down miss" He said sipping coffee walking to take his seat. "You are here for

f. "Introduce yourself miss" He said writing on a paper. Helma eyes were on her nails " my name is Helma Robertson, I am a graduate o

back home broke and unemployed. "This is my first job sir, but I promise to pick up real quick. I am a fast learner sir" she said in a desperation. He looked at Helma

am sorry, you will not get the job". Helma's head spined in circles. She remembered her debts, her bank balance