Chapter 11

• TIA POV
• I woke up very early to get prepared for the interview. I don't know why but I feel extremely nervous about the interview.
• I got out of bed and strolled to the bathroom to carry out my daily routine.
• After having the longest of shower, I finally stepped out of the bathroom and walked over to my makeover table to carry out the other necessary routine.
• I dried my hair and added a lot of virgin oil to straighten and make it look shining before moving on to check my wardrobe for the dress to put on for the interview.
• After the long search, I settled for a red short floral dress and a black heels with a matching bag as well.
• I put the dress aside and took a casual dress to put on since I still have enough time to have breakfast and do some other stuff.
• I checked the time to see it was eight forty two, which means I still have an hour and some minutes before I leave for the interview.
• I didn't bother taking my bag since I was still yet to do my makeup and change into the dress for the interview.
• I can't dress looking like someone who owns the place or something. A decent dress will make you look smart and mature unlike dressing up like a slut.
• I just hope I have what it takes to be accepted because I am in total desperation to get the money to rebuild the company once again.
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• I dressed up as fast as I could and did my makeup before heading out of my room.
• "I'm leaving already." I said to dad who was in the living room.
• "Okay sunshine. All the best on the contract deal."
• "Thanks dad." I responded and rushed out of the house to find the driver waiting for me.
• "Let go, I'm almost late." I uttered and got into the car before we drove out of the mansion to the given address of the interview.
• We arrived at the given address which turned out to be one of the most beautiful mansions I have ever seen.
• "Should I go in, ma'am?" The driver asked.
• "That won't be necessary. You can head back, I will take it from here." I replied and got down from the car.
• I took a deep breath and did a short prayer before walking over to the gate.
• On getting to the gate, I saw a series of bodyguards walking around while two were standing at the gate.
• "Hello!" I uttered nervously when I approached them.
• "Yes, how may we help you?" One of them asked.
• "I'm here for the interview." I answered.
• "Okay. Come in." The other man said before opening the gate.
• "Thank you."
• "Follow me." The first man gestured to me to trail behind him.
• I kept admiring the mansion with its beautiful waterfall, decoration of flowers and the painting itself. Everything was just outstanding and glamorous.
• We got to the main door as the man stopped and urged me inside to join the rest of the applicants.
• I did a short prayer and stepped inside only to be welcomed by nine ladies sitting inside the big living room which was the definition of wealth.
• The other ladies kept staring at me which was making me feel uncomfortable as I stared at the floors really nervous.
• "Please, come have your seat." A masculine voice said as I looked up to find a tall good looking man dressed in a suit with a warm smile plastered on his face.
• "Thanks." I uttered before walking over to an empty space to sit waiting patiently to get to my turn.
• MRS WALTON POV
• It was almost time to interview the last set of ladies before I set to prepare and meet up with Tia, the perfect wife for my son.
• I planned on telling her about my husband's situation and the need to find a wife for my son, which she's the best option for me.
• I pray and hope she accepts my offer and gets married to Andrew. I know he's going to fall for her and will never regret my decision of picking a girl like Tia for him.
• After checking my reflection in the mirror, I walked out of my matrimonial bedroom and headed in the direction of my husband’s study chamber.
• I was going through the list of the ladies who applied when a knock came through the door.
• “Yes, come in.” I urged the person in as it turned out to be Frank, who I was just waiting for.
• “Good morning Mrs Walton.”
• “Good morning dear." I responded with a smile.
• “The ladies are set. Should I call them one at a time?” He asked.
• “Yeah, sure but please tell one of the maids to make a cup of coffee for me.”
• “No problem, Mrs Walton.” He responded and took his leave while I dropped the list of the interviewer aside and rested my head back on the chair.
• In less than a minute, I heard a knock on the door which I was sure was from one of the ladies so I urged her to come in.
• The moment she stepped in, I totally felt unsatisfied with her appearance. She was dressed in a short red dress and her cleavage was so visible which isn’t a good way to dress as a woman.
• “Good morning.” She uttered blowing bubble gum like a total slut before taking a seat even before I could reply to her.
• There’s no way I will accept such a lady for my son. Who comes to an interview looking like a real slut and doesn’t even have respect for elders.
• "Good morning dear. So, what's your name?"
• "My name is Lily and yours?" She asked, which was totally rude for an applicant to ask such a question to the interviewer.
• "I'm Sarah Walton."
• "Nice! You look beautiful by the way." She replied, still blowing her bubble gum.
• "Thank you dear. Why do you feel you are fit to be my son's wife and list three qualities of a good wife?"
• "That's because I have everything a man needs which is good looks and great in bed, what's more important than that?"
• "You're wrong dear. A man needs a caring, loving and a respectful wife who won't be controlling which you totally lack."
• "Whatever you say. Good luck in finding a woman like that for your son." She said rudely and got on her feet.
• "I have honey and I do hope you can change your attitude if you need a real man to cherish you."
• "Whatever! I don't know why I applied in the first place when I knew such a thing was gonna happen." She hissed and strolled towards the door before making her way out.
• I wasn't rude in any way. I just told her the bitter truth she needed to hear. Anyways, I still have a long way to go to interview the rest of the ladies.
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• After the interview with eight of the ladies which turned out to be just like the first rude girl and made me worn out to interview the last lady.
• "If you're tired, I can reschedule the interview with the last lady to the next." Frank said.
• "That won't be necessary Frank. After all, it's the last applicant so let me interview her before I call it a day."
• "Okay Mrs Walton. I will send her in right now." He said.
• "Alright." I replied as he took his leave while I headed to the restroom to relieve my bladder.
• After using the restroom, I stepped out to find a lady standing with her face in the direction of the door with her fragrance just like Tia's.
• "Hello dear." I uttered to call her attention as she turned her face in my direction and behold, it was her. It was Tia but how did she get here or is it really my imagination?
• "Ma'am Sarah." She called out in shock as I walked up to her.
• I can't believe the girl I've been thinking about is right before me. She has no idea how I have been waiting to see her today.