Lethia flinched at the slight disappointment flickering across Renar's face. 'Was I too hard on him? After last night? Wait—Whisney said he likes me. So, will he hate me now if I keep pushing him away? That… wouldn't be good, right?'
"I mean, I shouldn't be picky about my job—"
"Sure. Do whatever pleases you, then." Renar cut her off with a lazy drawl, his tone indifferent.
Callista, who could practically smell the love quarrel brewing between this undeniably intriguing unofficial couple, only smiled knowingly. She picked up her tablet, tapping through the Executive Aide registration site.
"Do you have any experience managing people?" Callista asked, her tone shifting into something more professional.
"I was a marketing manager at Ashcroft Ranch & Cheesefarm until two weeks ago."
Callista's fingers stilled against the screen. Her gaze flicked to Lethia, assessing. The moment she heard Ashcroft, something clicked into place.
