After reaching the mansion, Emerson went to change and freshen up and Adrien changed in his closet.

He was hen sitting on his bed when Emerson came out of the bathroom and suddenly her phone began ringing.

Adrien was really interested to know who was calling her this late .

Emerson picked up the call, it was from Mrs. Jones.

"Hello Emerson. "

"Hi Mrs. Jones. "

"Are you free now? I wanted to ask you something. "

" Yes. I am. What is it?. "

"Do you know about the management program by SM for students perceiving business, management or marketing? "

"Yes. I heard it's best one in whole states and a really good opportunity. "

" About that, the company gives chance to top 5 students of top 5 universities for the one week program. And it's not declared openly to all students. The candidates selected by university members only get a confirmation mail from the company. The candidates are selected only by the uni members' opinion.

You already have a job with full time work load and 4 different courses to study on so I just wanted to ask you before suggesting your name. You are the top 1 student but you work to much, and again three hours sessions for a week can worn out you. That's why I thought to ask you first. "

Mrs. Jones took a deep breath after rambling it.

"I would love to do it. It's once in a lifetime opportunity. I definitely want to try it. But isn't it for final year students? I am still junior."

"Yes. But you being top student of the uni can help it. Plus it's mostly based on uni memebers' suggestion. And your work will also make the uni look good. " Mrs Jones chuckled.

"Then it's fine by me."

"The company will also hire best 5 from the 25 students for internship. You will be definitely selected. Plus you having an year and a half working experience will look good. "

"Uh. About that I don't want to put it on my file."

"Why? "

Emerson walked to the balcony much to Adrien's dismay because she was out of hearing line and her voice was already too soft.

"I want the intership on the basis of my work on the program only. The fact that I got the job directly because of some relations won't look good no matter how much I work. So I just want half of my info on the file. "

" My my such a kind soul. So what do you want to put on it? "

" My normal required info. And about my course, it should only be management and not other ones and my real academic reports for the course only. "

Emerson knew she was a good student with top academical achievements but ahe wanted to keep it low.

"Ok dear. Bye Good night. "

"Bye. Take care. "

"Oh and don't enjoy the night too much with your unknown husband."

Before a furiously blushing Emerson could reply, Mrs Jones hung up laughing.

When Emerson came back Adrien was already asleep and her insomnia would not let her sleep so she decided to just listen to music in the balcony.

On Wednesday of the same week she got the mail about the program.

It stated the details about the program.

The program would be lasting one week with a 3 hour session.

The session would start from 11:00 am to 1:00 pm with lunch break till 2 and then discussion and doubts till 3 pm.

The 5th and 6 th day would be full days with office hours.

The university was adjusting the class schedules of the candidates selected so it won't impact on their main studies.

The adress and time to register was given. She confirmed her attendance by mailing back.

SM company was the largest multinational in North America. It was successful since three generations. The founder started it and built it with a his blood and sweat. His son expanded it to whole America and his grandson peaked it's success by expanding it on all over the world.

The founder and previous CEO still worked for the company.

This year the third CEO and youngest of the company was presenting the program for the first time.

Emerson knew it was a real big company and the owners were celebraties but she never was intrested in finding their names or looking for their pictures and tabloids. She highly disliked gossiping.

She admired their efforts and work but knowing more about them wasn't her forte.

Adrien was told that from this year he would be the one conducting the training program. He was reluctant at first but agreed because he only had to give them presentation. The whole selection, project testing and hiring for intership was under other department heads.

He knew he too was once part of the program training with other students and he was very well aware how this could be a life changing opportunity for students with talent. It also helped company gain good and efficient employees. So it was a win-win situation.

The week went by normally with the couple avoiding each other as usual.

But Em was still civil.

And soon it was Monday.

Emerson continued her morning routine and attended the single morning class she had.

She was at the mansion at 9:30 . She decided a semiformal outfit for the program.

She wore a navy blue jeans with white cotton blouse , and a matching navy blue blazer. She had her glasses on with hair in french braid. She only had her wedding band and simple black watch as accessories. She was about to wear her usual sport shoes but then she decided to use flats instead other wise it would have given her a tomboy look. Not that she minded.

She packed her file, laptop, a binder, her diary with schedule in case, her phone, charger, earplugs, stationary, her department id, an extra blouse in case , lady products, a small first aid kid she always kept with her and some 10$ bills. She generally used her phone to pay so she didn't have much cash. After checking everything again , she called a cab to reach her destination.

On reaching her destination, she saw a beautiful sky scraper made of glass.

It's really the best building for an office.

She took a deep breath and entered the building.

It had 2 receptions on either side.

It definitely is busiest company to need two receptions. Come on Emerson, let's go.

She went to one of the desks.

"Hello."

" How may I help you? " The lady's face was caked and though her tone was professional, Em couldn't help but notice the disgust in her eyes.

She still kept her politeness.

" I am here for Student's training program from NYU. "

"Name and id. "

Emerson gave her name as Emerson Leone and college id.

"29 th floor. 5 th room - 3C on the right of hallway. But meet the front desk lady first. And use the first or second elevator. 3rd is private. "

"Thanks. Have a nice day. "

She took the elevator and went to the told floor. There she met the front desk lady who didn't even tried to hide her disgust eyeing Emerson up and down. Emerson felt a lump in her throat but she was taught better than to feel self conscious by Grandma rose and grandpa Peter.

'Those who make you feel insecure about your looks and appearance are insecure about themselves in reality. ' were the exact words of grandpa Peter.

She noticed every female employ there had pencil skirt or mini skirt with blouse and insanely high heels as their outfit.

It definitely cannot be the dress code.

The desk lady - Claire - from her name tag registered her name in a file and and computer and shooed her away.

She entered the conference room with large table in middle, a projector and screen and floor to ceiling glass wall in it. Most candidates were already present there. There were 10 girls excluding Em and 13 boys which meant only one candidate was left. No one paid heed to her when she entered the room. Most of the girls were talking to themselves giggling, some were flirting with fellow boys, some boys were in deep conversation and some had bored look. She took a look to see her name assigned on the 7th seat from the head seat.

This position is perfect. Not too far, and nor too close.

There was a boy on and girl on either side of her. She noticed 1 girl and 3 boys from senior year of her university.

The boys were wearing shirt and dress pants and girls blouse, skirt and heels with makeup caked face. She opened her laptop to check the mail again for a dress code but there was none.

She let out a sigh of relief.

The last candidate also entered the room and sat on his assigned seat but Em didn't look up to see who it was.

She felt some gazes and she looked up to see some girls eyeing her in disgust, and some boys creepily.

She cringed internally and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She checked the time to see 5 min were still left to 11.

She wasn't the type to judge but she honestly wondered how can girls with unprofessional behavior be their university toppers.

Little did she know all the girls except 2 were there because of their 'daddy', some biological and some sexual, you know what I mean. Their only aim was to meet the handsome hunk of a CEO they saw in magazines and tabloids.

At 11 am sharp, someone entered the room making the room go quiet. Everyone stood up from their chairs.

The CEO, their trainer was there with two other people.

A lady in her 40s was in skirt suit, her hair in sleek bun, and other two men were in black and navy blue suit.

Emerson lifted her gaze to look at the men.

But her blood ran cold when she saw who was standing there in the blue suit.