Chapter 337
Thorne asked again, “So, have you talked to Grandma?”
Charlene just stared blankly. She didn’t even need to think about it. Irma would never agree to let her walk away with nothing after the divorce.
She sighed and asked, “If we don’t change anything in the divorce agreement, when can we get the paperwork done?”
Thorne replied, “Should be within this year.”
It was only March now, still months away from the end of the year.
Waiting a few months wasn’t impossible for her.
But…
Thorne continued, “Any other questions?”
Charlene didn’t say anything and just hung up.
As soon as she ended the call, her phone rang again.
It was Granger Harden calling.
He said that Daisy had come down with the flu and wouldn’t be able to leave the house for a couple of days. Their weekend plans would have to be postponed.
Charlene, hearing this, said, “No worries, we can reschedule when Daisy’s feeling better.” She was genuinely concerned about Daisy and added, “Let me know if she improves, okay?” Granger chuckled, picking up on her concern, and said, “Will do.”
After that, they ended the call.
Charlene decided she needed to develop a new model for the previous project as soon as possible.
Over the weekend, Charlene was mostly home, buried in
Come Monday Charlene arrived at the office, spent some
me reviewing documents, and when the clock hit the Aww she headed to the interview room.
By the time she interviewed the fourth candidate, the person walked in, didn’t see Stewart, and lingered at the doorway, asking, “Isn’t Stewart here?”
Charlene looked up and replied, “He’s not here”
The candidate looked her over from head to toe and, raising an eyebrow asked, “So you’re Charlene?”
“That’s me Charlene didn’t bother
asking how he knew her name she had a pretty good idea of what he was getting at. “Since he’s not here, do you still want to continue with the interview?”
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The candidate hesitated for a moment, gave her another look, and finally sat down, saying, “Yeah, let’s do it.”
Charlene noted his nonchalant demeanor and asked directly: “How would you like to proceed?”
He seemed a bit taken aback as if Charlene didn’t strike him as someone who would ask such a question.
He raised an eyebrow, “I can choose how this goes?”
Charlene replied, “Sure, let’s hear it.”
The candidate pulled out a laptop from his bag, fiddled with it for a moment, then handed it over to Charlene while he leaned back, legs crossed, casually sucking on a lollipop.
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Charlene glanced at the screen, seeing a long string of code.
After a brief review, she didn’t say a word and simply started making changes.
In no time at all, she turned the laptop back to him and said, “There you go.”
He glanced at her, still chewing his lollipop, and then looked at the screen. After just a few seconds, he froze, staring at Charlene in disbelief.
The code he’d written was of top-notch quality.
Yet, Charlene had managed to revise it in such a short amount of time.
Her modifications had elevated the code’s structure, efficiency, and scalability to a whole new level!
How was this even possible?
Sure, being proficient in coding doesn’t define everything, but to be this skilled? He hadn’t met anyone like her before.
Filled with excitement, he leaned
forward, hands pressed against the table, eyes gleaming, “Your name’s Charlene, right? Love the name, Where did you graduate from? How long ago? What projects have you led? Mind sharing?”
He was leaning a bit too close, so Charlene leaned back, creating some distance. She asked, “Do you still want to continue with the interview?”