“Bring her upstairs,” he said quietly.
The entire lobby buzzed as the little girl in the pink dress walked past security, following an executive into the heart of a multinational corporation, leaving behind stunned faces and whispered questions.
What was about to unfold, no one could predict.
Clara sat on a leather chair that seemed too big for her small frame. The interview room, with its long mahogany table and walls lined with framed awards, felt intimidating even to adults. Richard Hale sat at the head of the table, joined by two other executives: Margaret Lin, the HR director, and Thomas Rivera, head of finance.
Margaret folded her hands, clearly skeptical. “Mr. Hale, this is highly irregular. We can’t possibly conduct an interview with a child.”
Richard didn’t look away from Clara. “Maybe not a traditional interview. But let’s hear her out. She came here with courage. That already says something.”
Thomas smirked, though not unkindly. “Alright then. Clara, why don’t you start?”