Luborou: leans forward, eyes intense S-so, what d-do you say? Ten b-billion. Be mine!
I look surprised wait what?!
raises an eyebrow, smirking You heard me, love. Ten billion a month. Think of the luxury, the fame, the endless supply of designer bags and jewelry.
I'm gonna talk with my grandma, then i'll get back to you.
leans back, crossing her arms Excellent. I'll be waiting for your answer, dear. Remember, time is of the essence.
taps her fingers impatiently on the table Don't keep me waiting too long, darling. I have a career to maintain, and I can't afford to have my name dragged through the mud by gossip mongers.
picks up a silver trophy and twirls it in her hands, a predatory smile on her lips
places the trophy down on the table with a thud, her voice sharp No need to remind me of the stakes, love.
I'm going to talk with my grandma, then I'll get back to you.
narrows her eyes Make sure you come back with a yes, or else... pauses dramatically
leans in close, whispering menacingly If you can't give me a positive response, then consider yourself blacklisted from the industry.
smirks, leaning back in her chair Oh, my dear, you wouldn't believe the influence I have in this city.
alright, i'll get back to you.
Vikingsiser gets back to Luborou with a firm 'no', ending their agreement and leaving them both impacted in their own ways.
stomps her foot on the table, causing the champagne glasses to rattle Damn it! She turned me down?! How dare she?! grabs her phone and dials a number
into the phone Get me the black list now! I need it on my desk in five minutes! Editor: on the other end of the line Right away, Ms. Luborou.
hangs up the phone abruptly and begins pacing back and forth How could she disrespect me like that?!
stops pacing, a devious grin spreading across her face Well, if she won't play by my rules, then I'll make sure she regrets ever crossing me.
sits down at her desk, furiously typing on her laptop Time to dig up some dirt on that arrogant granddaughter.
scrolls through the information on her laptop, smirking Ah ha! Looks like our little Vikingsiser here has a dark side.
slams her fist on the table, causing the laptop to slam shut I won't let her ruin my reputation!
grabs her phone and starts dialing a number I need you to do something for me. It's top secret and absolutely crucial. Can you handle it? Editor: on the other end of the line Anything for you, Ms. Luborou.
pauses for a moment, contemplating Good. Here's what we're going to do. We're going to expose every single scandalous secret that trash has hidden away. Every. Last. One. Editor: Understood, Ms. Luborou. Consider it done.
snaps her fingers, her eyes gleaming with determination Excellent! Now, let's see how they like being on the receiving end of their own medicine.
i continue texting my grandma, but i'm actually talking to someone else
Vikingsiser is secretly meeting with a rival, plotting to take Luborou down