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Vivian stared wide eyed at him. "Me? Why me?" She asked.

Scott almost winced. She sounded like the thought of attending a party with him was the worst thing she had ever heard. Did she really dislike him that much? Or was it because he wasn't that Michael guy? What the hell did she even see in him? He had no fucking idea. He hadn't expected her to scream and jump in excitement at the news, but the look on her face was just hurtful. Almost as if she was scared to be around him.

He shrugged. "Well, you're my assistant" he said, and hoped that his statement would make enough sense. "Sometimes, you'll have to attend business events with me. Sometimes even travel trips too. This isn't just a party. A lot of potential customers and investors will be present and I will need you to be around."

It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't entirely true. Yes, she'd have to attend some events with him, but this particular party wasn't one of them, but he just wanted her around. He'd even considered asking J