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“You received my flowers?”

“Thank you But you need to stop”

“Why?”

“Why?” She blinked “Do I need to list the reasons?”

“You don’t like flowers?”

“That’s not the point”

“So you did enjoy them?”

“Mr Sterling, please Let me introduce you to your candidates”

“Is this how it’s going to be?” That telltale warning tic in his jaas back “Foisting me off on others?”

“I’m here to do a job You’re here to save your elance toward her assistant By prior arrangement, she hurried over “This is Skyler Morrison, the heartbeat of Prestige We couldn’t function without her”

“We’ve spoken on the phone,” he said “Great organizational skills and an effective coanization It’s a pleasure to put a face with a name, Ms Morrison” He shook Skyler’s hand, quick and perfunctory without holding on

Skyler stood there, blushing, silent In all the tiether, with all the rich, powerful men that Skyler had met, she’d never been at a loss for words

“We were discussing the venue,” Hope prompted

“Yes The venue Right It’s…beautiful” Skyler cleared her throat, then shtful Dry but not pretentious”

“I’lad you approve”

“Yes, well Can I get you a glass? I ht?”

He cut his glance toward Hope “I’d rather your boss fetch it for ed Noas firm, an order that promised reward or punishy with her before I meet the first of your candidates”

Aa tray of filled flutes