An hour later, Charlotte and Lizzie were sitting together in a local restaurant.

"I think you should apply", Charlotte said. She had also seen Pemberley's notice.

"I know, but I am happy where I am now. With you and George…," Lizzie said.

"I know that too, but it would be a great move for your career. You will be working directly with the director of media production at a big corporation, with bigger projects," Charlotte added.

"Even if I apply, I might not get the job. I don't have enough experience."

"That's true, but all your projects so far have been successful and you are good at what you do".

Lizzie smiled shyly at the compliment.

"And what do you think Ricky would say when I'll ask him for a recommendation? I will lose my job," Lizzie asked.

"No, Collins will be fine with that, he thinks very highly of Pemberley Digital," Charlotte replied.

Lizzie was not sure what to do. The confidence she had felt early was gone.

"What else do you fear?," Charlotte asked.

"Losing George. I don't think he will be thrilled about me working with Darcy."

"You said that he doesn't talk about him and whatever happened between them was years ago. He must be over it."

Lizzie shook her head and took a sip of her coffee. Was she putting her career before her love life? She did not want to go through heartbreak again.

"What about you? Are you applying too?," Lizzie asked her friend.

"Nooo, because I will be very busy directing the production department...," Charlotte answered.

Lizzie almost spit her coffee.

"What?! Why didn't you tell me before?!", she reached out for Charlotte and hugged her.

Charlotte had received the news from Ricky Collins the day before, but had decided to wait before telling everyone.

"I am so proud of you, bestie. We have to celebrate!," Lizzie exclaimed.

"Thanks, Lizzie, but I had enough with last night," Charlotte said.

"Nonsense! We definitely have to do something."

They made plans, and before saying good-bye, Charlotte told Lizzie that she expected to know what she decided about Pemberley.

Lizzie thought and thought, aware that she had to decide quickly. She assembled all her documents and started writing her cover letter before George arrived for lunch.

Later than day, Lizzie texted Charlotte with the words, I am doing it.

As Charlotte had said, Ricky Collins did not object to Lizzie's request of a recommendation, and she sent her application to San Francisco, and waited for their reply.

A week passed and she received a call from Pemberley Digital.

Lizzie decided not to tell George about the job interview until it was a reality that she was going to work in Darcy's company. Instead, she told him that she was going to San Francisco with Charlotte for work.

The best friends drove over the weekend, so Lizzie would be rested and prepared for the interview on the following Monday.

On Sunday, Charlotte and Lizzie were wandering around the city, remembering old times when they suddenly found themselves in front of Pemberley Digital. It was a beautiful building that had somehow escaped them before.

"Ohh! This place looks huge", Charlotte said in awe. Lizzie was also speechless.

They walked around the construction and discovered the Darcy Memorial Hall. They went inside to look at the art collection and the top-floor greenhouse garden. Everything was gorgeous.

In one of the rooms, there was a small exhibition about Pemberley and its history. It had all started with Darcy's grandfather and then it had expanded with his father as CEO.

Hanging on the wall, they were pictures of the Darcy family, taken along the years. Lizzie saw the first Darcys, with the Golden Gate as background. Then, one with Darcy's parents in the same location.

Lizzie stared at the next one for a long time. All the Darcys she had met were standing in front of what seemed to be an old brick building. The younger William must have been at most twenty, Lizzie remembered. His parents and her sister were smiling, and he was too, blissfully ignorant of the future.

Lizzie felt really sad for a moment, and walked away from the picture. Even though they drove her mad sometimes, Lizzie could not imagine her life without her mother's craziness and her father's cynicism.

Charlotte saw the picture too and noticed her friend's reaction. She walked towards Lizzie, rubbed her arm and led her to the exit.

"You lied to me," Charlotte teased.

"What?," Lizzie asked, baffled.

"Darcy is way cuter than what you said."

Lizzie snorted, but mentally thanked her friend for changing the subject.

They had dinner at their favorite Chinese restaurant and then returned home. Lizzie hugged her parents and Lydia more strongly that usual, and then went to bed. She also had not told her family about the interview until it was a fact that she was moving back to San Francisco.

Lizzie woke up early on Monday and got ready for the interview. Charlotte picked her up on time, and they drove to the city. After the interview, they were going back to LA.

Lizzie did not know if she felt more anxious about the interview or the prospect of seeing Darcy. He was not going to be present during the meeting, but that did not mean that he was not around.

Charlotte wished Lizzie good luck and saw her walk inside. Lizzie was welcomed by the secretary of the director of media production, who gave her a visitor pass and showed her to the room where the interview was going to take place.

The director herself, Elaine Harris, was already there with two other women: Ann Reynolds, Darcy's personal secretary, and Helen Forsythe, the Company Secretary. Members of other departments arrived shortly and the interview began.

When they finished with the interview, Mrs. Reynolds offered Lizzie to give her a tour around Pemberley. Since her boss was away in a business trip, she could make the time.

Lizzie felt relieved by her words and accepted the proposition, but excused herself to go to the restroom. She felt that the interview had gone very well and she was satisfied with her performance. She was very excited and called Charlotte quickly to give her an update, and joined Ann afterwards.

The place was huge, as Charlotte had said. The offices and the production facilities were state-of-the-art and Lizzie was amazed. The number of amenities was higher than she expected. They included a gym with a massage lounge, gourmet food available 24-hours, napping pods, childcare and laundry service. Lizzie had to close her mouth when Ann took her to the rooftop pool and the adjoining Japanese garden.

As Ann said good-bye at the main entrance, Lizzie felt that she had found paradise and did not want to leave.