Scarlett POV
I didn’t need a full briefing.
As his assistant, I knew the drill.
First stop was Jack for flight preferences, hotels, ground transport: everything that kept a trip from falling apart.
He sent the files over immediately, and I sat back down at my desk with the sense that something about the entire exchange with Ryan still sat wrong.
He had looked… off.
Not angry exactly, but tight around the edges, like he was holding something back the entire time I was in his office.
Had Jack gone in there looking pathetic enough that Ryan felt cornered into taking me instead?
If the man had been that reluctant, he could have just said so.
A clean “no” would have been easier. I could have started the handover, put the resignation letter together, and walked away without this a
