Page 165 of Savage Suit

“Then take as long as you wish. I signed the thing without reading it, so I don’t know what provisions you refer to.”

“You will have it by the end of the week. Take your time reading it so you can sign the updated contract without any reservations.”

“Thank you.”

“You received your direct deposit without issue?”

I nodded. “Twenty-five hundred dollars. I was receiving thirteen hundred fifty-five dollars a week at T.S., so I was expecting twenty-seven-oh-eight and fifty cents, but it’ll do.”

“That’s for one week, Ryan. Your paycheck in two weeks will be double that.”

“What?”

“You heard me clearly,” he said with a smile.

My brows snapped together. “There’s…uh…I think there’s been an accounting error,” I squeaked. “My salary was five thousand dollars a month, not every two weeks.”

“Your salary was fifty-four-seventeen a month,” Reid corrected. “You aren’t working for T.S. Marketing, Ryan.”

“B-b-b-but…” I swallowed. “I don’t think you understand me. Twenty-five hundred dollars a week equates to ten thousand dollars a month.”

“I wasn’t the smartest in my graduating class, sweetheart, but I didn’t fail math.”

“But—”

“You received a very generous bonus for your Amage presentations.”

I nodded weakly. Most of it had gone to Sandy. “Is my salary commiserate to the other KMG executives?”

“Does it really matter?”

“Well—”

“Dorset had a much larger base salary than yours,” he interrupted. “Whether he did or not has no bearing on your value. You managed to convince the Amages to go ahead with Aunt Réjane’s perfume. I’m surprised Noah isonlypaying you ten thousand dollars a month.”

I did quick calculations in my head. “If I live frugally and continue to work at Keegan Enterprises, I’ll reach my goal in seventeen years.”

“Don’t forget to count your bonuses.”

“You’re right!” I said happily.

“If you’d like, I could suggest to Noah that he give you a base salary of twenty-five per month.”

I blinked and laughed nervously. “Twenty-five what per month?”

“Thousand,” Reid supplied, serious.

“That’s…that’s…” Insane. Unimaginable. Outrageous.

“Yes? No? Maybe? Noah will give it to you if that’s what you want.”

I shook my head weakly. “Thank you, though. Ten grand a month seems almost too much.”

“You sell yourself short,” Reid chided. “You’re quite talented. Noah sent me the finished product of your videos. They were amazing.”

“Thank you, but I was just doing my job.”

“Understood. However, whatever salary you desire is yours.”