Ryan smiled, not caring about the man.
“I think if that is what Ryan wants, then it is okay with me.” Coach Titus spoke eventually.
“But Mr Ryan,” he turned to us.
“I still will not let you take Miss Carter as your PR Manager. I will hire another one with experience for you.” He stopped, taking a step closer, then turned to me. The room had now gone silent again, except for Mr. Owen’s silent grunts.
“Miss Carter, you will still be his assistant.” He paused then continued, “You will attend meetings. You will help organize schedules. You will observe interviews. You will communicate with sponsors whenever instructed. You will learn.”
His voice remained firm. “But you cannot be his PR manager.” The man finished, not giving a damn of the way Ryan’s hand was clenched into fists.
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