As Selina stepped out of the interview room, she waited quietly at the other end of the corridor, keeping a modest distance from the room. She couldn't relax without understanding the swift turn of events that had just unfolded — so sudden it almost felt like a movie.
She needed to deal with her problems in the company, one after the other.
When the HR manager emerged from the room with hurried steps in her direction, Selina instinctively straightened her spine.
Before he could pass by, she called out softly, "Excuse me, mister?"
The HRM halted and turned to her, a flicker of surprise crossing his face at seeing her still there.
"Miss, is there anything I can help you with?" he asked, his tone careful and overly polite.
That cautious politeness only deepened Selina's curiosity.
"Do you happen to know what happened at the reception a moment ago between the receptionist and me?" she asked in a reserved, courteous tone.
