Shelia took great care of her appearance, slipping into her most professional attire and stepping into her highest heels.


    The interviewer nced at her and said, "I''ve reviewed your resume. You''re a graduate student from Arcane Academy, right?" Shelia couldn''t suppress a small smile of pride. "Yes, that''s correct."


    The interviewer leaned back in her chair, her expression appreciative." Impressive. You''re quite young to have achieved that." Shelia felt a swell of satisfaction. The graduate position was a testament to her abilities and perseverance.


    The interviewer continued, "We do have an internship position avable, but I must rify, it''s not for the vice GM role."


    Shelia''s smile faded slightly. "Not the vice GM?"


    She had braced herself for this, knowing that such a high-ranking. position wouldn''te easily. "I was hoping for at least a director position in the finance department or perhaps the ounting department."


    The interviewer held up a hand, interrupting her. "You misunderstand me, Miss Miles. While your academic background is impressive, our internship program is highlypetitive. Ourtest interns have all returned from studying abroad, armed with master''s degrees and various awards. Have you won any awards, either domestically or internationally?"


    Shelia''s smile froze in ce. She had never had the opportunity to study abroad, her financial situation preventing it. Instead, she had focused solely on her studies, forgoing extracurricr activities.


    Her awards were limited to a few campus honors. She had once


    dreamed of going abroad, encouraged by Juan''s promises, but her fear. of losing him to Debra had kept her rooted in ce. She chose to continue her graduate studies at Arcane Academy.


    Met with her silence, the interviewer pressed on. "It seems you haven''t been abroad or won any awards. That''s not a problem. We value talent in all its forms. How would you rate your proficiency in Spanish?" Shelia hesitated, her confidence waning. "I have a basic understanding of Spanish, mostly from high school sses."


    "What about French or German? Any proficiency in thosenguages?"


    Shelia found herself at a loss for words. She had always meant to expand hernguage skills but had been too preupied with her pursuit of Juan to find the time.


    The interviewer wasn''t done yet. "How''s your proficiency in Spanish? We have many international clients, so bilingual skills are highly valued."


    Before Shelia could respond, a female employee walked in, speaking fluent Spanish with a native ent. The interviewer responded in kind, engaging in a rapid conversation that Shelia struggled to follow. Her grasp of thenguage was rudimentary at best, and the professional jargon flew over her head.? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    After the employee left, the interviewer turned her attention back to Shelia. "Miss Miles, how would you rate your proficiency in Spanish?"


    Shelia nervously clenched her fists, her palms damp with sweat. "I have a basic understanding, but I''m not fluent."


    The interviewer nodded, her expression neutral. "Here''s what we can offer, considering everything we''ve discussed. Thepany is willing to provide you with a one-month internship. However, the position is only for an intern, with a sry of $4,000. You can think it over." Shelia''s face fell. "$4,000?"