"Harry's quite competent at following my instructions. It's a pity he still has a year left in high school. I plan to hire him full-time immediately after he graduates. Besides, I never made my assistants cry like you do. You know that one's probably packing up his desk as we speak, don't you?"
"I'll find another one."
"You need a permanent one. Specifically, one who can keep up with you and your demands."
I run my fingers through my hair, sighing. "That's the least of my worries right now."
Robert grins at me. "This wouldn't happen to do with a dark-haired woman, would this?"
I immediately straighten. "You found her?"
The reply is disappointing. "No. But the sketch artist you worked with… I don't know, Adam. The girl is oddly familiar. I just don't know where I’ve met her."
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