Four days remained until the final signing at family court.
Her assistant set the compiled list on Scarlett's desk, eyes bright with hope but shadowed by worry. "Ms. Vale, twenty-three people on the project team, and eighteen are willing to come with us. The other five have families, and they're worried the new company's benefits and health insurance won't measure up, that their kids won't have coverage if they get sick."
Scarlett nodded, her fingertip tracing over those five names as her voice softened. "I understand. Send me their files separately. I'll write recommendation letters for them to Wycliffe Group or Arledge Group. People have their own paths. No need to force it. Leaving Blackthorne Group doesn't mean we part as enemies."
"I was being too narrow-minded." The assistant scra
