McClellan Billionaires: The Complete Series
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“I…was.”
“And?”
The prince was questioning her.
About a member of his own household.
This prince. Who made her feel breathless with just a look in his general direction.
“It…didn’t seem to be a good fit. Ms. Mirzoyan seemed to want something else out of a candidate, and I don’t want to step on any toes. I’ll see myself right out, sir, and—”
“I run my own household,” he said, his voice on the edge of a growl. “Ms. Mirzoyan assists me, that’s true, and this place wouldn’t function smoothly without her. But I make the final decision. And those two girls—” He gestured behind her “—haven’t taken to anyone like that in months. What’s your name?”
“Katie Crestley.” She straightened her back and dipped her chin a little, a good compromise between a handshake and a curtsy.
“Well, Ms. Crestley—if you want it, the job is yours.”
“Oh, I—you have no idea how much—yes.” Katie straightened up and pressed her lips together. “Yes. I want the job.”
“Excellent. I’ll inform Ms. Mirzoyan. You’ll start first thing in the morning.”
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