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Carter’s voice pulled me from my short trip down memory lane. I gave him a weak smile, pushing the sad feelings from me. “So, what’s up? If it’s about—”

“Don’t.” Carter put his hand up, stopping me. “I don’t even want to talk about the whole fiasco with Luke and the boys. They weren’t going anywhere in this industry anyhow. It just saves us from cutting them.”

I let out the breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding until that moment and slumped back into the leather chair. “Thank you. I’ll make it up to you with the next group. I swear to God.”

He smiled, a twinkle in his hazel eyes that I wasn’t entirely comfortable with. He had something up his sleeve.

My eyes narrowed at him. “What’s going on? I don’t like that look in your eyes, Carter.”

“There’s no look, Violet. It just so happens I have a new group for you. We’ll have to reassign your current clients to other agents.”

Sitting up straight in my chair, I grasped the arm rests, immediately becoming defensive. “Just hold on a damned minute, Carter. You can’t just take my clients from me! They’re mine. Just because I fucked up with the last one doesn’t give you the right to—”

“Dear God, do you ever shut up, Violet? Just shush a minute.” His father-like no-nonsense tone stopped my childish tirade right in its tracks.

“Sorry.”

“Your father was an amazing manager and a legend in this industry. I see the same talent in you and I think the problem is that you haven’t been challenged enough.”

“Challenged?” What in the hell did me mean by that?

“Exactly. I’m reassigning your current clients because I have one special group of clients for you.”

My brow creased as I stared at him, waiting for further explanation.

“Hypnotic have just fired their manager and are on the prowl for someone new. I would take them on myself, but as you know I just can’t give them the time and attention that such high-profile clients deserve and still run this firm.”

My heart stopped for a moment. I obviously wasn’t hearing correctly. There was so much wrong with the idea of me managing that group that it would take an hour just to make up the extremely long list. Not to mention the fact that the two leads had a really bad reputation.

“You’re joking.”

His expression told me he was far from joking. “Hypnotic is one of the hottest bands in the world today. This is going to fast-track your career and make you a name in the business, Violet.”

My mouth dropped open. I had no words. Make my career? Sure, managing them could make my career. It could also destroy my career. If I took them on and fucked it up, I’d be blackballed in this industry; it wouldn’t matter who my father was. I’d be done and working at McDonalds. Not that there was anything wrong with that, it was just that it wasn’t my dream. What I was doing now was my dream.

Thinking back, I knew of two managers they’d had who after being fired never worked in this industry again. Not to mention their reputation. Not that any of the rumors were verified, but the word was that they were womanizers and prima donnas.

“What’s your problem? I thought you’d be excited. Are you not good enough to handle them?”

“That’s not it at all, Carter.”

“Then what is it?”

I ran a hand through my hair and shook my head. “I can handle anything you throw at me.”

“Good.”

“But, I’ve heard a lot of bad things about them.”

“Like?” He raised a brow at me. Dammit, this wasn’t going well.

“They’re cocky and demanding. They’re partiers.”

“As are most musicians. Comes with the territory. That’s why working with them pays so much.”

This was a damned-if-I-do, damned-if-I-don’t type of situation.

“Look.” He leaned forward and braced his elbows on the top of his desk. “I think what they need is someone like you. You’re still quite fresh in the business. You let things roll off your back. And I’ll be honest, you’re a beautiful woman and I think they’ll respond to that.”

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