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She sighs like she expects my total cluelessness.
“The latest goodwill program Home Shepherd sponsors. It allows young social media influencers interested in philanthropic work to shadow the CEO for several months so they can gain the executive experience helpful in running a nonprofit.”
What the hell?
I agreed to that shit?
“Right,” I lie. It doesn’t tickle the faintest memory, and I can’t believe I signed off on something so time-consuming, but fine.
“It’s intended to give our young influencers an inside view of leadership. They get to see how philanthropy programs at our level work, plus a chance to enjoy your insights,” she explains.
“I understand the concept.”
“Yes, sir.”
On my tablet, Vanessa is still yammering about the broken vow that never happened.
I try not to snarl as I turn it off and push it aside.
“Look, you know how I feel about influencers,” I say.
It’s almost the same world I despise, all rumor mills and pretty faces with ulterior motives.
The worst kind of fame and infamy.
It’s repulsive, the way they leech off people for views. Anything for a leg up.
“I do, Mr. Foster,” Hannah says coolly.
“So tell me why I don’t remember authorizing this program,” I growl. “And while you’re at it, remind me when I’d ever agree to spend time with a social media addict.”
“You didn’t, sir. Because I just came up with it.”
I stare at her blankly.
She’s too good.
That also explains a few things. Although not why she thinks this is a good idea.
“I’m going to give you two minutes,” I say curtly. “I warn you, Miss Cho, I’m going to take a lot of convincing.”
Hannah smooths an invisible wrinkle from her pants and looks up at me, her deep brown eyes opaque. In the years we’ve been working together, I’ve never managed to get a good reading on how much I annoy her.
I suspect that’s how she likes it.
But this rips me out of my comfort zone like a car collision. I want to know why she thinks it’s a good idea.
Disregarding my time limit, she takes a minute to collect her thoughts, steepling her fingers before she starts.
“Frankly, we need a fresh approach to our public relations, especially when they involveyou.Due to the nature of these rumors—and the ugly fact that we didn’t catch them before they were splashed out in the open—we need to think creatively.”
“And you think some vapid influencers are the answer? Thatiscreative,” I say sharply.
“I understand you’re not the biggest fan, however, they have a lot of leverage with their reach. You could use it to your advantage. We’ll also thoroughly vet our candidates to ensure they’ve been involved in charitable causes before.”
Yeah, right.
I snort again. “What makes you think any of them would say anything positive about me?”
