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“The boys’ club here will do everything they can to stop us.”

“They’ve been doing that?”

Clary told Andrea what happened in the elevator.

Andrea sighed heavily. “That’s why every woman should learn self-defense. And I know men should step up and behave themselves, but you also need to be wise enough not to be caught alone in a confined space with idiots like that.”

“The elevator was slow, but I didn’t think …” Clary waved it off. “There are cameras in the elevators. Not that security is on my side. And, I wasn’t alone.”

“You were with the boys’ club? That’s worse.”

“Tamara was with me.”

Andrea jerked her thumb toward the door.

“Yup.”

“And?”

“And she kept quiet.”

Andrea’s brows rose.

“Join me. Help me fix this place. God sent you here, Andrea.”

Andrea laughed, and Clary swallowed a sigh.

Normally, she didn’t mind when people laughed at her for mentioning God. She didn’t care if people thought she was naïve or crazy.

But today, she wasn’t in the mood.

“The first time I saw you, I felt God tell me I’d really get to know you.” Andrea leaned back on the couch and stretched her arm across the back of it. “And I thought it would be through my father and Edward Eolenfeld’s connection, which I didn’t really care for.”

“I’ve never gone to any events with Mr. Eolenfeld. I don’t like to be officially linked to him.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s a curse.” Which couldn’t be more obvious after what she’d gone through this morning with Seth.

“Are you okay?”

Clary jerked her thoughts back to the present. “Just a bad start to the day.”

Andrea clapped her hands and stood. “The rest of the day, starting from this moment, will only get better.”

“Sure.”

Extending her hand, Andrea grinned. “I have no experience being an executive’s assistant. But I’ve always been good at planning and organizing things, and I can promise I’ll have your back.”

Clary took her hand. “Which is all I need.” See, Seth, I listen to you too.

“I can be back here after lunch.”

“Don’t you need two weeks’ notice?” Could Clary last another two weeks with Tamara?

Andrea shook her head. “I handed in my resignation a month ago and every week since then, but my captain kept rejecting it. I’m just going to hand it in and walk out this time.”

Clary nodded. “I’ll have the employment contract ready for you by then.” She moved forward and threw her arms around Andrea. “I have a good feeling about this.” She stepped back. “See you back here after lunch.”

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