Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 277

Grace pressed her lips together, studying her reflection in the mirror.

When you’ve already died once, what is there left to fear?

"It’s the safest place precisely because it's right under the Clarke family's nose."

Grace stood up, a sharp, piercing pain shooting through her ankle. Her brow furrowed almost imperceptibly before she smoothed her expression back to calm.

She pulled a file from her bag and tossed it to Ivy.

"Silvergale Computing's server room has a back channel that can directly access the Clarke family's core database."

Ivy glanced at the resume and her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"Assistant in the secretarial pool?!"

Ivy shrieked, "Grace, are you insane? You're a top graduate from a prestigious university, a winner of international research awards, and you're going to be an assistant who makes coffee and runs errands?!"

"Why not?"

Grace adjusted her professional attire.

"The lower the position, the less noticeable you are."

"No one will be suspicious of an assistant with a limp who only prints documents and orders takeout."

Grace gave a self-deprecating smile. "Besides, in my current state, what other job wouldn't require a background check on my education and ID?"

Ivy was speechless.

"Alright, don't look so grim."

Grace patted Ivy's shoulder.

***

The interview went more smoothly than expected.

Or perhaps, more ironically.

The interviewer was a woman in her thirties. She looked at Grace's face, which was still stunning despite her exhaustion, then glanced at her leg, which moved with some difficulty. A flicker of disdain crossed her eyes.

"Miss Hart, is it?"

The interviewer flipped through the resume carelessly. "Have you done clerical work before?"

"I have," Grace said softly, her eyes lowered.

She had been the president's wife at the Clarke family's company. That counted as clerical work, right?

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