Chapter 63

Wow. I don't think she lubed me enough to ram in like that. Things don’t often catch me unaware, especially not partnership details of the company I’m interviewing at. So whatever this is, it’s new. My mind races. “I understand the concern,” I say, choosing each word like a sniper picking targets. “I assure you, I’m more than capable of maintaining professionalism in any situation. My focus will be entirely on Illusionaire and its goals.” “Great.” She leans back in her chair, the faintest hint of a smile playing at her lips. It’s not satisfaction. It’s something closer to ‘Let’s see if you’re lying.’ The rest of the interview goes like a flash. Questions come at me. I try my best to answer without showing how much I want to strangle Ryan. My facade seems to be working. They are nodding to most of my replies and giving detailed answers to my questions. I can tell I’m winning some of them over. But the woman with glasses—Ms. Ice Queen herself—remains unreadable. I can feel her watching m