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Helén pouted, leaning against him with a playful grin. Come on, just this once, go along with me! It’ll only take a minute, I swear.”
Liam sighed, a reluctant smile creeping onto his face. can never say no to you.”
With that, he slowed the car, giving in to her request.
The car crawled behind the girl on the electric scooter, keeping a small distance as they followed her for a while.
They watched her stop in front of a tall building, and Lam parked the car some distance away.
He glanced up at the “Sherwood Group” sign on the building and chuckled softly.
Turning to Helen, he gave her a light tap on the shoulder. “See? I told you it wasn’t Caroline. But you insisted. Now, I hope you believe me.”
The Sherwood Group is a powerful and prestigious family–run company, one of the wealthiest in Kingville.
The people who work here are extraordinary, with even the security staff held to high standards.
Someone like Caroline will never be involved with such a renowned company.
Helen knew a bit about the company too. Just as she was starting to doubt herself, something else caught her eye.
A man came out of the building, and the girl on the scooter reached into her bag to pull out a large package.
Helen could see through the bag, noticing several meal containers inside.
It hit her immediately–the girl was delivering takeout.
A smirk appeared on her face. “Remember when Aunt Caroline said she was looking for work a few days ago? Maybe she’s taking orders online and delivering food!”
To her, delivering takeout seemed just as lowly as working as a maid. It felt like something Caroline might actually do.
Liam paused, considering her explanation.
After a moment of thought, it did seem possible that Caroline was delivering takeout to this building.
He unbuckled his seatbelt, getting out of the car and heading toward the girl at the entrance of the building.
Helen followed closely behind him.
“Caroline!”
At the sound of his voice, Caroline turned, her eyes widening as she saw Liam and Helen approaching. She froze for a moment.
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However, she didn’t respond to Liam. Instead, she turned back to the person picking up the meal, offering them a few quick instructions.
After a brief exchange, the person left, and Liam reached Caroline just as she finished.
“Why didn’t you answer when I called you carlier?”
Caroline had clearly heard him, but had chosen to ignore him. She wasn’t even trying to hide it.
Seeing that she had been caught, Caroline dropped the pretense. “Didn’t you see I was busy just now? How was I supposed to stop and answer you in the middle of that?”
Liam raised his eyebrows in disbelief. “So, after everything, you’ve ended up delivering takeout?”
Caroline hesitated, then answered defensively, “What’s wrong with delivering takeout?”
What I’m doing is a bit different from a traditional delivery job, but it’s along the same lines.
Liam scoffed. “What’s wrong with it? You might not care about your own dignity, but you should at least care about the family’s reputation. If someone sees you delivering food to a neighbor, or worse, if they recognize you, they’ll laugh at us.”
She’s such a disgrace! I can’t believe she’s taken such a degrading job.
Working as a maid would probably be better; at least no one would see her doing it.
Before Caroline could respond, Liam added, “I’ll tell you what. The factory is short on janitors. How about you start tomorrow? Being a janitor is far more respectable than delivering takeout.”
Caroline raised an eyebrow, a sarcastic smile playing on her lips. “A janitor who cleans toilets?”
There were two types of janitors at the factory–those in their thirties or forties who cleaned offices and hallways, and the older ones in their fifties and sixties who cleaned the restrooms.
Her previous job at the factory had been far more demanding.
Liam had never been lenient with her work, and she certainly didn’t expect him to suddenly offer a kind
gesture now.
Liam didn’t change his expression. “What’s wrong with cleaning toilets? Don’t look down on that job. A lot of people have been trying to get in for that position. They’re desperate. I haven’t hired any of them, but I’m offering it to you without an interview. Don’t be ungrateful.”
He genuinely believed he was being generous, even proud of his supposed kindness.
He was sure Caroline wouldn’t be so heartless as to turn down his offer.
Caroline’s lips twisted into a bitter, cold smile. “Let me guess, the people fighting for that job are all old men and women, right? You’re comparing me, a young woman in my twenties, to senior citizens? And your think I should just accept it?”
Of course, she knew there was another reason he was offering her the job–he didn’t want to pay her the full salary.
He would think that we are family, and there’s no reason to be so meticulous about the pav.
