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“I think you give me too much credit.”

“I’m only telling you how I see it.”

“It’s too late, even if I wanted to change my mind. I had my resignation meeting two months ago when I joined Ashur on his presidential tour of Europe.”

She set her tablet in front of me and pointed at the document she’d pulled from our secure cloud. “According to your contract, you can rescind any resignation within six months of notification.”

“And how would you know this?”

She lifted a brow. “I read everything that passes over my desk.”

“And?” I folded my arms across my body.

“And today I received a special courier delivery with a rebuttal letter from the board saying they will wait six months before making your resignation official, per your contract. This means you can still change your mind.”

I released a sigh. “You’re like a pit bull with a bone. Fine. I’ll think about it.”

“That’s all I ask.” She checked her watch. “Now, time for the fitting you’re determined to avoid.”

I frowned, moved from around my desk, and headed to meet the designer of my gown.