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“I don’t do interviews,” I repeated. I also smiled so she wouldn’t feel intimidated.
She gave me a half-smile too and continued. “I, uh, your mom called and said you need to stop working so much.”
“Noted. Next message?”
“Your suits are done at the dry cleaner, and I will pick them up this afternoon and bring them back to the office tonight. I know I was supposed to get them before I showed up today, but they got backed up, and well, I’m really sorry. I’ll definitely work later to make sure they are here tonight.”
“Don’t worry about getting them back tonight. I can pick them up on my way home.”
She frowned. “No, really. It’s okay. I just…” She paused before letting out a big sigh. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”
“Rose.”
“Yes?”
“You’re doing a great job, every single day. Don’t be so hard on yourself.”
“It’s just…this opportunity is a big one for me, Mr. Roe. I know I’m young and nervous, and you could’ve probably hired someone better for the position. So, I want to give it my all.”
“Which you are. Keep doing what you’re doing, and you’ll be fine.”
Her shoulders dropped a bit as relaxation hit her. Good. I didn’t like the idea that my employees were nervous around me. I wasn’t some big bad wolf. If anything, I wanted everyone who worked for me to feel at home as though we were a big family.
Hopefully, she’d come around. Earning trust goes both ways.
“Okay, well, thank you.” She paused for a moment and nibbled her bottom lip.
I arched an eyebrow. “Is there something else?”
“Well, it’s just that one of the magazines offered you a lot of money. And I mean a lot. Like, over one hundred thousand dollars a lot.”
I could see the dollar signs in her eyes as she spoke about the amount. Not to sound like a jerk, but I could have easily made that amount of money in my sleep. And, even if I hadn’t been able to, I still wouldn’t have wanted to do some magazine article.
I’d seen what being in the spotlight can do to a person’s mental health and their actual businesses. Nothing good comes from giving the world a viewpoint into your life. They’d love you at first, maybe, yeah, but the moment they needed a reason to turn on you, they’d twist your words and call you the devil.
Life was easier with me being a bit of a mystery. All they could do was assume, and anyone who had time to assume about someone else’s life was clearly not living their own to the fullest. I wasn’t into that world—the gossiping scene. Since I’d moved to New York, I’d learned that the gossiping habit didn’t stay in high school. I’d crossed paths with individuals in their sixties still shit-talking about people. Whenever it happened, I’d exit stage left.
The less drama, the happier life was to me.
Rose’s mouth twitched once, and I smirked.
“What else did they offer me, Rose?”
“The cover ofPeoplemagazine for sexiest man alive! And oh my gosh, Mr. Roe, they only do that for celebrities! Like real celebrities! Like Ryan Reynolds and Idris Elba! It’s so cool. Like that’s the dream.”
I laughed. “Is that it?”
“Absolutely.”
“So what do these guys get from holding the title of sexiest man alive?”
She looked at me as if I were idiotic for not understanding what an honor said opportunity was. “Uh, the sexiest man alive title! You literally hold that title for life.”
“Wow. Well, as wonderful as that sounds, I think I’ll pass this one up. But thank you, and please let each outlet know I am honored but kindly turn down the offers.”
“Well, okay, Mr. Roe.” She paused and arched an eyebrow. “Are you sure you don’t want me to pick up the suits tonight?”
“Positive. Thank you, Rose.”
