Noreen caught the look on his face and flashed her work badge with a grin. "I'm working for myself now."
Scott glanced at the company name and her new title, surprise flickering across his features before settling into something that made perfect sense. He'd worked with Noreen before and always sensed she was sharp, capable—wasted, really, as just someone's assistant.
Even working for someone like Seth, it still felt like she was meant for bigger things.
"Congratulations," Scott said sincerely.
"Thanks." Noreen's gaze drifted down to the cardboard box in his arms. After a pause, she asked, "Did you… leave TechVenture?"
"Yeah." Scott's smile was wry. "My partner and I just didn't see eye to eye anymore. Our differences got too big to ignore, so… we split."
Noreen genuinely felt for him.
Scott was talented—a real creative mind. That spark was exactly why she'd picked their project in the first place.
"Sorry you had to go through that."
He shrugged. "So, what's next?" she asked.
Scott just shook his head. "Honestly? I have no idea. I'm kind of lost right now."
He and Ethan had been college roommates, friends since their university days. Scott had wanted to make games, and with Ethan's family money, they'd decided to start a business together.
There'd always been disagreements, but since Ethan was the one investing, Scott tried to let things slide for the sake of the company. If they hadn't reached a breaking point, they wouldn't have ended things like this.
Noreen thought for a moment, then said gently, "Take a break. Give yourself some time to reset."
"Yeah," he agreed. He really did need to get his head straight.
Noreen pulled a business card from her purse and tucked it into his box. "If you ever want to talk or have an idea, call me."
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