Genius Child For a Cold-hearted CEO
Chapter 7

...Irene Maxzella's...

A young woman in her 20s was seen running down the streets of the capital, which were crowded with vehicles. He ran through the streets that morning. A young woman with long black hair. Wearing white shirt clothes and black subordinates. He kept running fast. Heedless of the sweat that fell. There was only one goal, today he had to arrive at the job interview on time. Irene was eager to get this job. After all, he needed money to survive.

Irene was just an orphan living alone. From the age of twelve, he lived in an orphanage. His father died in an accident. His mother, however, left him. Until now, Irene had never known the whereabouts of her mother. Does he hate his mother? To be honest, Irene hated her mother a lot. Why did her mother leave her. Giving Irene a hard life all by herself.

For eight years, he sought the whereabouts of his mother. But not once did he get the results. His mother seemed to be lost to the earth. Her mother's alive or dead, Irene never knew. Irene thought, it was just a discarded and abandoned child. Perhaps, his mother now has a family and lives happily with them. Forgetting the existence of Irene left behind a stick of kara.

Therefore, Irene had to work hard to support herself. Whatever work he does as long as it doesn't steal, demean his self-esteem or worse sell itself. In this world, there are so many people who want to live easily in an instant way. He does everything, including selling himself.

Although, life in an orphanage was far from decent. Irene kept trying to walk in her lane. After High School, Irene no longer lives in an orphanage She chooses to find her own life. Stay in a narrow cost with a size of 3x3 meters. Eating potluck or not eating at all. Higher living costs are inversely proportional to income. Irene, who is only a high school graduate, often has trouble getting a decent job.

Irene Maxzella, including the girl with a charming face. His long black hair looked straight and shiny. With its perfect visuals. A tiny pointed nose, wide sparkling eyes and an alluring smile. Although only 160 cm tall, she still looks beautiful. However, her beauty was inversely proportional to her fate. Even though she is beautiful, she still has trouble getting a decent job.

Now, Irene seemed to have gained a glimmer of hope. A few days ago, he was contacted by a special school of famous athletes in the capital. The school of athletes is looking for someone who is experienced in the field of archery sports. During High School, Irene won the 1st National Archery competition. His career looks brilliant because of the talent he has. But unfortunately, his shoulder was injured due to an event. So, inevitably his dream of becoming an archery athlete must be buried deeply. His life is already poor.

Even though his life is so difficult. Irene kept trying to survive. Living life is the same as everyone else. The only determination that kept him going was his desire to meet his mother again. If Irene ever meets her mother again. He will stand up straight. Look at his mother with pride. That he was not unyielding despite being discarded and abandoned. He will lead a successful and successful life. Irene wanted to prove it to her mother.

Now, he has the opportunity to work in a good place. A special school of highly prestigious athletes in the Capital City. While running around, he occasionally glanced at the clock that circled in his left hand. Time has shown exactly at eight in the morning. He was getting more panicked, as the scheduled time for the interview had already begun.

After crossing the road and crossing the bridge. Right, in front of him was seen a school building that stood very majestically. Irene, trying to run fast and immediately entered the building. Find a place where he interviews.

In a room, a committee called several candidates for an interview. Irene who had just arrived, with a breath of breath immediately approached one of the organizers.

“Good morning. Sorry I was late. My name is Irene Maxzella. Can I interview now?” Irene asked as she adjusted her breathing which was still panting.

One of the organizers who was questioned, looked at Irene from the tip of her foot to her head. Stared like that, Irene felt embarrassed as she looked messy with sweat still soaking her face. The committee looked at the list of names that were documented his.

“Sorry, your interview time passed a few minutes ago.”

“Pak, please. give me a chance. This is my chance to get a good job.” Please Irene to the committee.

“Sorry Miss, we want every candidate who signs up to have time discipline. How can we accept a coach who has no discipline?”

“Ta ….. But I...” Irene said to interrupt.

Shortly after leaving the school building. A luxury car was right in front of him. A young girl with brownish hair looks out. From her slightly raised chin, signifying she was a conceited girl. The brown haired girl was wearing quite luxurious clothes. Combined with a slightly striking makeup. He walked towards Irene with a condescending smile.

“Ah, apparently you. Seeing the look on your face and appearance like this seems you are rejected, right?” Ask the brown-haired young girl.

Irene was actually very lazy to meet this girl in front of her. Why at such a sad time in his life had to meet this girl. Irene stared at the brown-haired girl.

“Are you so happy to see me fail like this?” Ask Irene.

The brown haired girl smiled.

“What is too visible from the look of my beautiful face? Ah…. Too bad, I think my high school friend is gonna have a better life. It's ironic that poor people live like you.” Hina the brown haired girl.

Irene tries not to be provoked by the word brown-haired girl who was a friend during high school first. He tried to ignore her and wanted to walk away. However, the brown-haired girl immediately got in the way and held onto Irene's arm. Irene grew increasingly angry with the actions of the girl in front of her.

“I don't like to be ignored by lowlife like you.” Said the brown-haired girl. Irene looked at me with annoyance.

Irene was no longer able to hold back her feelings of regret. He stared back at the brown-haired girl in front of him.

“Keep your hands off my arms!” Irene said as she threw the hand of the brown haired girl in front of her.

The brown haired girl just grieves. Then he uttered harsh words to Irene.

“Lowgirls like you will only continue to live on the streets. Don't dream of setting foot in a place this good. This place doesn't match a low level like you.”

Heard the words spoken from the lips of the brown-haired girl. Irene's heart was boiling. He didn't want to deal with this girl. But the humiliation that was thrown. Makes Irene's ears red. He stared back at the brown-haired girl in front of him.

“I am poor. But not a lowly person like you. The one who allows all means to gain victory. The one who pushed me off the stairs. Until I was seriously injured and injured my shoulder. This injury, it makes me have to bury my dreams deeply. So, you better reflect on yourself. You are the real lowlife.” Irene replied no less sharply.

Brown haired girls can only bite their lips. Irene stared sharply.

Back to the present.

Irene had been standing right in front of the school gate. School for athletes. Irene's former school wanted to work here. But all that remains a wish that must be stopped. He looked straight ahead. It's true, no matter how hard he ran. It will eventually return. But this time he was not alone. There was his genius whiz standing right beside him. Irene clasped his hand so tightly. Karateka Genius of the East will be in action.