A Quiet Driver Took the Job No One Wanted — and a Billionaire Finally Let Someone In

Eleanor pulled out her phone and called the employment agency.

“Mrs. Chen, it’s Eleanor Whitmore. I need another driver. No, I don’t care about the references. Just send someone who can show up on time and keep their mouth shut.”

Across town, Caleb Brooks sat in his small apartment, staring at his phone.

His friend Marcus had just called with a job lead. A wealthy woman needed a driver—good pay. But there was a catch.

“Man, I’m telling you, she’s impossible,” Marcus said. “My cousin Tony lasted two days. Said she made him feel like dirt.”