Miss White And The Seventh Heir. Jennifer Faye

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      Each monitor displayed a cover of QTR. There were different headlines and different fonts. He had to admit that this was all new to him as for so much of his career he’d focused on software development and website design.

      “These are the three layouts that my staff has put together for the upcoming week.” She gave him a moment to read the headlines. “Now they want me to choose which will have the biggest reach both online and in the supermarket aisles.”

      He read each headline.

      Superstars Go Pink and Blue

      Serenaded Beneath the Stars

      Singing for Angels

      Trey turned to Sage. “They’re each different stories?”

      “No.”

      He frowned. He hoped she wasn’t going to slip into his father’s old ways. Had she decided that responsible journalism was just too hard? Disappointment hit him. He’d expected so much more from her.

      He crossed his arms. “Is this a bit of sensational journalism? A tricky headline to draw in the reader and then a story that takes enormous liberties with the facts of the story—”

      “Certainly not.” She studied him for a moment. “I was hired to put integrity back into this magazine and that’s exactly what I intend to do.”

      “So there’s a country superstar in the backwoods?”

      “Something like that. There’s a charity event in San Diego to fundraise for the children’s ward in a local hospital. There’s a lineup of celebrity singers from pop to classic to country. The benefit concert will be televised and have a very special audience. The children in the hospital that are well enough will be moved by wheelchair to the outdoor garden area. Others will see it televised live in their rooms and they will also meet some of the performers afterward.”

      He breathed easier knowing that she hadn’t resorted to nefarious means of keeping the magazine afloat. And then it struck him that he was rooting for her. When had that happened?

      He gave himself a mental shake. She was getting inside his head with her pretty smile and her good heart. But he couldn’t let himself get caught up in her plans as he had his own job to do.

      “What do you think?” Her voice jarred him from his thoughts.

      “It sounds like it will be a successful event.”

      “It will. The tickets are all sold out.”

      “I’m assuming you got a couple.” He wouldn’t mind helping such a good cause. He could accompany Sage—unless she already had a date. The thought didn’t sit well with him.

      “I did.” She gave him a strange look. “Is something wrong?”

      He shook his head, hoping it would chase away the unwanted thoughts. “No. Will you, ah, need someone to accompany you?”

      “The tickets aren’t for me. I’ve assigned a reporter and a photographer.”

      For some reason that he didn’t want to examine too closely, her answer disappointed him. He would have liked getting to know Sage outside of the office. She was a complex person. She had a good heart, but she didn’t let people get too close. She was willing to help people, but she refused to be helped. The more he got to know her, the more he wanted to know about her.

      Sage stared at the three layouts. “Does one speak to you more than the others?”

      “The singing for angels one makes me want to know who is singing and are they really singing to angels.”

      “My thought exactly.” She turned off the other layouts and focused on the one he’d suggested. “I think the headline should be larger.”

      “Aren’t you going to run a photo to go with the headline?”

      “No.”

      “I think you should.”

      “That’s what other publications would do.”

      “They do it because it works.”

      Her gaze narrowed in on him. “Are you saying you don’t trust my judgment?”

      “I’m saying why take chances when a photo will draw the fans?”

      She leaned a curvy hip against her desk. “And what about the readers that aren’t big fans of the celebrity? Will they be drawn in, too?”

      He shrugged. He hadn’t considered that angle. “But what if no one picks up the magazine or opens the digital edition?”

      “Nothing is guaranteed.”

      “Then why take a risk?” He stopped himself, realizing that by playing devil’s advocate he was fighting for the magazine to succeed. What was it about being around Sage that mixed up his thoughts?

      “Because it’s my call.” Her tone was firm.

      He got the hint. She was the boss and he wasn’t. So his opinion didn’t count. This gave him pause.

      He’d said similar words to his own employees. He hadn’t any idea of how those words felt when you were on the receiving end. Going forward, he’d have to listen more and let his employees know that he valued their opinion.

      “You’ve heard things about me, haven’t you?” Her gaze met his straight-on. Not giving him a chance to answer, she continued. “I know people talk, but if you think I’m going to let this magazine fold, you’ve been talking to the wrong people. I know what I’m doing.”

      Suddenly he realized her response had less to do with him and more to do with her proving herself. The look in her eyes said the opposite of her words. In her blue eyes, he saw worry and doubt.

      * * *

      What was it about him that got to her?

      Sage sat at her desk that evening. It was well past quitting time, but she had emails she’d pushed off all day that needed responses.

      Besides, even if she went home, she wouldn’t be able to rest. Her mind kept replaying her disagreement with Trey. For some reason, he got under her skin. And that wasn’t good. She couldn’t afford to be distracted.

      He was still in his ninety-day trial period. Letting him go at this stage would be quick and painless.

       Tap. Tap.

      Sage glanced up to find Louise standing in the open doorway. “I thought I’d find you here.”

      “Am I that predictable?”

      Louise nodded. “You need a life beyond these office walls.”

      She would, just as soon as she reclaimed the legacy that Elsa stole from her. Until then, she had to keep working at QTR and earn her bonus in order СКАЧАТЬ