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“I’m leaving Gavin Inc.” My jaw dropped. Why would he leave the company? He was one of David’s golden boys—he could do no wrong. David bragged about Mr. VanRyan’s talent and what he brought to the company all the time. “Why?” “I was passed up for partner.” “Maybe next time …” I stopped talking when I realized what this meant. If he left and they chose not to reassign me, I was out of a job. Even if they did reassign me, I would be taking a pay cut. Either way, I was screwed. I could feel the blood draining from my face. Mr. VanRyan held up his hand. “There won’t be a next time. I have an opportunity I’m exploring.” “Why are you telling me this?” I managed to ask. “I need your help with this opportunity.” I swallowed. “My help?” I was even more confused. He never wanted my personal help. He stepped closer. “I want to hire you, Miss Elliott.” My mind raced. I was sure, if he moved on, he would want a clean break. He didn’t even like me. I cleared my throat. “As your assistant at your new opportunity?” “No.” He paused, as if thinking about his words, then spoke. “As my fiancée.” All I could do was to stare at him, unmoving.