Chapter 1928 Suspicious Treatments

Just as Adalyn was about to say something else, the conference room door suddenly opened. A middle-aged woman stepped out and called, "Number 12, are you here?" Wynter looked down at her number tag. "I'm here." The woman waved her over. "You're up. Come in." "Alright." Wynter stood up and whispered, "I'll go in first." Dalton gave a slight nod. "Okay." Adalyn offered some encouragement. "Good luck!" Wynter smiled in return and followed the woman into the conference room. Inside, two interviewers sat waiting—both around 40 years old, one male and one female. Their sharp eyes locked onto Wynter from the moment she walked in. Both of them wore Bluetooth earpieces, and a security camera in the top right corner of the room was aimed directly at them. "Wynter Quinnell, right?" The male interviewer flipped through her résumé, his brows furrowing deeper with each line. "You graduated from a nameless mainland university and have no internship experience. Just based on these two facts,