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"You're such an idiot, you know that right?" Sandy said as she fought a smile.

"I know, you're right. I am such an idiot." Darren shrugged. "But I'm also sorry. Come to think of it, I never apologized at all, did I?"

He scratched the back of his head. "I'm really sorry, Sandy. It was selfish of me. What I did."

Sandy tilted her head. "It's fine," she said.

He frowned. Surprised. "It is?"

"Yeah. Rachel explained it all to me on our way here," she gave him a friendly smile.

"She did, huh?"

"Yes." Sandy replied. On her face was a full smile that he could see she had difficulty putting away. They both looked at each other for a while before she burst out giggling.

"You're FuglyDuckling! You. You rattlesnake!"

"Heh! I thought you'd be mad," Darren breathed.

"Of course I'm mad. Don't let this smile on my face deceive you! You lied to me." She hit him playfully on the shoulder.

"Hey. I was going to tell you. I just... never got to it yet."

Sandy folded her arms, thrusting her hip to the side. "Rachel is your secretary? How did you pull that off? Weren't you all afraid of her back then?"

Darren smirked. "She's a lot softer than she acts, trust me."

"Somehow I do." Sandy said, placing a thinking finger on her chin. "When we were in the car, she went on and on about you and what you were doing. She seems to respect you a lot, Darren."

"Does she?"

"Yes. I mean she was already suggesting that Amelia and I come aboard and join you in building this investment empire."

Darren narrowed his eyes. "Amelia?"

"Oh."

Darren looked over Sandy's shoulder and gazed at Rachel's car. Sandy turned around as well.

Seeing she had been caught, Amelia opened the car door and presented herself. Standing by the fountain with her legs and arms pressed together nervously, and a red handed expression on her face.

Darren, confused, looked down at Sandy.

She shrugged.

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In the living room, Darren sat the single person vouch. Across from him, on the longer, bigger couch, the three women sat shoulder to shoulder.

Rachel, who had her hands resting on her knees, an expression of guilt on her face. Sandy, who was constantly gazing at the ceiling and her surroundings as this was her first time in Darren's home. Then Amelia, who even though this was her first time as well, was already used to seeing mansions, yet she appeared intimidated.

Darren pursed his lips and looked at them one after the other. When he was done, he exhaled, sitting upright.

"Ladies?" he called with an opening of his palms. "Mind telling me what's happening here?"

Rachel took a deep breath, then shrugged with a single shoulder. "I did plan on making it more organized than this."

Darren raised a brow at her. "You brought a rival company's employee to my home. How could that ever be organized?"

Rachel lowered her gaze. "Well..." She motioned for Amelia to speak.

The former MWMO secretary glanced at Rachel before looking at Darren. She cleared her throat, shifting her bangs from her face before speaking.

"I want to quit," she mumbled.

Darren squinted his gaze at her. "What?"

"I want to quit my job at Moon Wealth."

Glancing at Rachel, who said nothing, Darren returned to Amelia. "You want to, or you already have?"

Amelia frowned. "I want to. Really. I would if I could today. It's just that... my boss. He could try something."

Finding more courage, she lifted her face, straightened her shoulders and spoke; "You made me an offer back then. I want to accept it."

Darren narrowed his eyes. "Well that's assuming that the offer is still up."

She appeared worried. "It isn't?"

"I don't know. I just find it a little suspicious." He sat back, taking a sip of whiskey, although his eyes never left her throughout.

"I force Gareth Smithers into a settlement, and sign a deal with Sagomoto Offices rather than Moon Wealth. That would have enraged Ryan Anders wouldn't it? I expect it would."

He said nothing for a while, still keeping his gaze on Amelia, gauging her reaction. Rachel as well, glanced at Amelia, suspicion building from Darren's words.

"Next thing I know, his secretary is here offering herself to me." He sat forward now, his eyes darkening. "You're not a mole, are you, Amelia? Sent here to spy on me? Ruin me from within?"

Amelia's eyes widened. "No! This is not anything like that. Not at all. Mr. Anders doesn't even know I'm here. He called me back, yet I came."

Ding!

┏This person is being honest to you.┛

'Hmm,' Darren growled internally. 'So she's actually telling the truth. But there was something that she said towards the end there.'

"He called you back?" he asked Amelia.

"Uh—" Amelia's voice broke. "Mr. Anders sent me to come see you so you can agree to a settlement. You weren't here when I first arrived, so I went to your house in Malegreen. That's where I saw Miss Rachel."

Ding!

┏This person is being honest to you.┛

Darren thought for a while. "This settlement. Did it involve threats of what I would do if I didn't settle? I expect that it would."

"It did," Rachel chimed in, pulling out the file from her handbag. "It's right here sir."

She handed him the file, and Darren went through them all with a keen eye. "Oh. He's threatening all of these, isn't he? I mean, this gives us an idea of the kinds of moves he would threaten in the future when he has his back against the wall."

He looked at Amelia, and redid her Personal Insight Protocol to remind himself of her accolades.

┏Education: Columbus University, Finance & Business Economics

Awards: Young Financial Leader Award (2007), Wall Street Excellence Recognition (2008), Fortune 40 Under 40 (2010)┛

He quickly noticed that there were four more sections after Awards and before her Address. They were for Skills, Work Rate, Predicted Loyalty Level, and System's Recommendation.

Darren wondered if it might have been an update or if it was because he was especially analyzing her for the prospect of hiring, not just to know about her.

Just like how the system had given him special information on Ryan Anders, because he was strictly analyzing him to find information to use against him.

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┏Skills:

•Advanced Portfolio Management

•Risk Assessment & Mitigation

•Executive Assistance & Decision Support

•Negotiation & Deal Structuring

•Compliance & Regulatory Adherence

•Headhunting & Convincing Power

•Leadership & Team Coordination┛

┏Work Rate: ★★★★★┛

┏Predicted Loyalty Level: 75% (She trusts you, but still believes you to be unstable and might leave if you prove her right.)┛

┏System's Recommendation: Secure her and increase her loyalty with a high-level position.┛

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Darren thought. 'Interesting.' He glanced at Sandy. Perhaps, he could try this on her as well.

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┏Full Name: Sandy Meyers

Age: 35

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Occupation: Former Financial Secretary at Smithers Group, Senior Financial Strategist

Education: Harvard University, Finance & Corporate Strategy

Awards: Financial Excellence Award (2010)┛

┏Skills:

•Advanced Financial Strategy & Planning

•Corporate Budgeting & Investment Analysis

•Cash Management & Financing Control

•Risk Assessment & Crisis Management

•Experience & Team Coordination

•High-Level Corporate Networking┛

┏Work Rate: ★★★★★┛

┏Predicted Loyalty Level: 90% (Fully determined to help you prosper. Cares deeply for you with honest affection. However, could abandon you if you hurt her again)┛

┏System's Recommendation: Possible personal attachment detected—proceed accordingly. Appreciate her loyalty with a strong position in the company.┛

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'Is Miss Meyers that attached to me that even the system has to warn me?' Darren looked at her and smiled in his thoughts. 'Well, I've always entertained the idea of a woman being overly obsessed with me.'

He turned his attention to his secretary. "Rachel, we have a few major positions to fill, don't we?"

She nodded. "Yes sir."

Darren looked at Amelia. "If you're still interested, then the offer is yours. I'll make you the Secretary of Investments of my company."

Amelia's eyes glistened. "I— I am. I am still interested, yes. Thank you so much, Mr. Steele."

Sandy looked at everyone, starting to feel like a fourth wheel in the conversation. But she froze when Darren turned to her.

"What?" she asked with a nervous chuckle.

"Rachel?" Darren called without looking away from Amelia. "I asked you to make sure you don't fill the space of Head of Finance. No one was to apply for the job, no one was to be interviewed for it, right?"

"Yes," Rachel replied. "You said the job already belonged to someone else."

Darren smiled briefly, his eyes still on Sandy's face.

"What's going on?" Sandy asked again, laughing nervously.

"Should we try this again, Sandy?" Darren asked. "How would you like to come work for me?"