"Okay, within three business days, regardless of the result, we’ll inform you. Meanwhile, you can apply to other companies for consideration and reference." After Dominic Shaw’s performance, Elliana Lyle doesn’t find it particularly impressive. It’s somewhat feasible, but whether it works is still up for consideration. "Thank you, teachers." Though he didn’t receive much praise, Dominic Shaw remains sunny and cheerful, and his attitude is courteous. In terms of character, he seems to be excellent, at least as far as it appears right now. The next interviewee is someone Elliana is looking forward to, the actor with an emperor-like aura on the list, Dominic Shaw. But as the person comes in, he doesn’t quite match the person in the photo. She thought there was a mistake or Dominic Shaw hadn’t arrived, but as she listened to his self-introduction, she realized he was indeed Dominic Shaw. It’s not that he doesn’t resemble the photo, it’s just that they’re completely unrelated. He has a very ordinary appearance, but his smile is somewhat endearing. Still, it falls far short of the resume photos. Despite this, she decides to give him a chance to showcase his skills. An artist doesn’t need to be both talented and beautiful, but they can’t lack both. According to the resume, he was a former internet celebrity, a traditional Chinese culture expert, and seemed decent in appearance. With dressing up and grooming, he should achieve the photo effect. However, after the evaluation, she feels some headache. He doesn’t have any talent; while he claims singing is his hobby, his singing leaves much to be desired. Check latest chapters at 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝔫𝔢𝔱 She exchanges a glance with Victor King, and Victor King tells him: "Within three business days, regardless of the result, we’ll notify you. Meanwhile, you can apply to other companies for consideration and reference." The whole morning went by without finding any particularly dazzling interviewee. After a simple mushroom noodle lunch, she takes a nap in her office lounge. She hasn’t slept long when a phone call comes in. In a daze, she opens her eyes and fumbles for the somewhat blurry phone before finally answering the call. "Hello~" Her voice sounds a bit lazy, conveying exhaustion. Elliana buries her entire face in the soft pillow, though she’s on the phone, her mind is drifting towards sleep. "How was the interview today?" An all too familiar voice comes through, clean and pleasant with a touch of concern and warmth. She isn’t particularly moved by this. She impatiently replies with a nasal tone: "Not great." No matter how gentle Norman Bennett’s demeanor is, she won’t "forgive" him today. Even as she takes a nap at her own company, someone stands at the door, following her wherever she goes, which is quite annoying. "Are you tired? I’ll come pick you up later and leave the rest to Victor King, okay?" Upon hearing this, she immediately sits up and denies: "I want to do my own interviews, don’t come." Though her tone is fierce, her voice sounds pampered, which only makes Norman Bennett feel a bit helpless. She isn’t actually angry, just upset, so she doesn’t know how to be fierce. To appease her, Norman Bennett agrees: "Alright, I won’t come pick you up." This was purely to go along with what she said, but for some reason, when Norman Bennett says it, it makes her inexplicably angry. It’s as if... she doesn’t entirely oppose Norman Bennett coming to pick her up. "Fine, don’t come then!" Saying that, she hangs up the phone, determined to sleep since she’ll need to get up in an hour. This sound rings in Norman Bennett’s ear, leaving him somewhat helpless as he drives to July Media. After finally finishing a day’s work in one morning, it was all to free up more time to be with his little girl. Little girl can be hard to appease sometimes, a stick of candy can make her happy. But treat her too well, and sometimes it only makes her more difficult. Elliana wakes up startled from her dream, and upon opening her eyes, she sees Norman Bennett sitting by her bed! In the dream, she felt something was watching her, making her entire body uncomfortable, turns out it was Norman Bennett watching her. Seeing the little girl suddenly waking terrified, Norman Bennett reaches out, gently strokes her face, and softly asks: "Did you have a nightmare?" Elliana, still in shock, instinctively nods. She indeed had a nightmare, surrounded by dark, many dangerous eyes staring at her. Yet she couldn’t see anything, nor find anything. "Norman Bennett, why are you here? You said you wouldn’t come, didn’t you?" She struggles to discern reality from dream. Not even sure about what she just said herself. The man simply tucks her in, saying: "It’s still early, sleep a little longer." "What time is it now?" She asks wide-eyed. The man checks his watch and says: "1:36 PM." She can’t sleep anymore; she has to interview at two, leaving only about twenty minutes. Indeed, the day has been unproductive, except for Dominic Shaw; no one else caught her eye. Perhaps she didn’t see the potential in them. But she’s in urgent need, without much time to nurture talent. After all, she’s quit the entertainment industry, so no experienced talents are coming to her, probably thinking prospects aren’t good. Just then, the ringtone went off, and from the sound, she knew it wasn’t hers. Norman Bennett glances at his phone, silently rejecting the call. She recalls Norman Bennett never has the habit of not answering calls in her presence. Who is it that he can’t take the call in front of her? "Who is it? Why don’t you dare answer!" Her tone is urgent, even tinged with jealousy. The man immediately hands her the phone, signaling her to open it. Norman Bennett’s phone has her fingerprint, so she can easily unlock it. The call showed up as... Father. It turns out to be Philip Bennett. She instantly feels somewhat embarrassed. What’s wrong with her, getting upset over such a small matter? To ease the awkwardness, she asks: "Why not answer? What if it’s something important." "Nothing significant." The specifics are something Norman Bennett knows without having to think. After retrieving the phone, seeing the little girl still unwilling to pay him attention, with a helpless sigh, he gently takes her small hand, pulls her into his embrace. Hands lightly pinching her exquisite small chin, forcing her to look at him. "What are you doing, Norman Bennett?" Elliana can’t clarify her emotions now, but she’s just a bit unhappy. The man slowly opens his mouth: "Little girl, forgive your husband, okay?" Is Norman Bennett admitting fault? It’s not impossible to forgive, hence she says: "I’ll set a condition." "Alright, go ahead." The man looks at her with a hint of a smile. Thinking it over, she says: "Take me for hotpot, and I’ll forgive you." This makes Norman Bennett furrow his brow, feeling helpless. Has the little girl forgotten he didn’t let her have hotpot, and that’s why she’s upset? "Why not?" Having said that, Elliana remembers that’s precisely why she wanted hotpot, and Norman didn’t allow it, leading to this. Instantly feeling inexplicably wronged, she just wants a bite of hotpot, even a clear broth pot... No, a clear broth pot won’t do. She dislikes those the most. Seeing her looking so pitiful, the man ultimately relents, saying: "Alright, hotpot it is. Once we’re done, you can’t be mad at your husband anymore, okay?"