Chapter 653

Chapter 653:

The organization prided itself on discretion, and it was rare for members to reveal their identities. Jada had become the first to break that rule.

“Does she not understand how risky it is to reveal herself like that?” Jared shook his head in disbelief.

“It makes sense,” Madisyn responded calmly. “Jada’s lost everything. Esteban is divorcing Mara, and she needs the attention to rebuild her image. After all, Jada is still trying to get her perfume business off the ground.”

Jared sighed. “Maybe we should tell her to stay out of the assessment. She’s already crossed the line.”

“The assessment’s starting soon. If you tell her now, she’ll just stir up more trouble. It’s better to ignore her,” Madisyn suggested.

Jared mulled it over and nodded. Anyway, Jada might not even make it through the assessment.

Just as Jared was about to ask Madisyn if she’d join him for dinner, he spotted a man waiting by the door.

The man, dressed in a tailored black suit, carried himself with cool elegance. But his sharp, handsome face softened as soon as his eyes met Madisyn’s.

Jared let out a soft whistle of admiration. Honestly, if he were in Madisyn’s shoes, he’d probably fall for the guy too.

Jared watched as Madisyn’s gaze softened, and she hurried toward the man.

Before leaving with Andrew for dinner, Madisyn glanced back and waved goodbye to Jared.

A sudden wave of jealousy washed over Jared, making him think it was about time he found a girlfriend too.

The next day marked the official start of the organization’s assessment.

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Thirty interns showed up to compete, but with only one spot open, the atmosphere buzzed with a mix of excitement and nerves.

“I heard Rose is leading the assessment this time. She’s incredible—she always nails every mission!”

“Yeah, I know her. She’s the reason I even joined the organization.”

“I wonder what the legendary Rose even looks like.”

The room was filled with excited murmurs from the interns. One person stood out—a woman in the corner, nose deep in a book, quietly muttering to herself.

“Look at her acting all hardworking now,” Jada sneered, eyeing the woman in the corner.

With a disinterested look, Jada muttered, “Is she seriously one of us?”

The woman in the corner was one of Jada’s old classmates from middle school—bookish and uptight, just as she remembered. Back in school, Jada had been the queen bee, never giving girls like her the time of day.

Running into her now felt like swallowing a bitter pill. How could someone like that end up in the same organization as her?

“Forget about her, Jada. She’s way too boring to pass the assessment. You’ve got the best shot here,” someone chimed in eagerly, trying to flatter her.

Thanks to her wealthy family and sharp social skills, Jada easily stood out from the other interns. No matter the setting, there were always people who cozied up to the powerful and sneered at the weak.

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