Mister Gills, isnt that a bit too much? Im not going to say anything, and Ill remove myself from this project altogether, Chloe protested.
Telford smirked. This is your punishment. You can just quit if you dont want to do it.
Anger flared up in Chloes chest. She had done nothing wrong. Why was she being treated like this?
Keep in mind that once you quit, you can forget about rejoining the industry in Seechertown, or anywhere in Kardon
Province.
Sir, Ive promised not to say a word. What more do you want?
Thats not f*cking enough! Telford shouted. You wouldnt even be alive right now if I hadnt spoken up for you!
Chloe exploded at last, all her indignance and fury spilling out.
She slammed her permit onto the table, shouting, I quit, then! So what if Ill be blacklisted in the industry, Im more than fine working as a pizza delivery driver! Ill survive anyway!!
She stormed out of Telfords office with tears in her eyes, driving home right after.
Telfords expression was ashen. The f*cking nerve of this girl. Ill see how long that lasts! Youll come crying to me one day!
A while later, he called for his secretary.
Get Mariah in here.
Yes, Mister Gills.
Also, mention in Chlors resignation papers that she was fired due to severe misconduct.
Got it, Mister Gills.
The secretary left, and Telford smirked to himself.
He knew that Chloe loved journalism and would never let it go.
But with such a remark on her record and Telfords connections, it was pretty much impossible for her to work in journalism
at all anymore.
She would eventually have no choice but to beg him for help, and he was going to teach her a good lesson on just what it took to do the job.
Not long after, a curvy middleaged lady walked into the office. She leaned over the table and asked in a husky voice, Mister Gills, whats the matter?
Telford looked down at the two mounds squished against his desk and let out a chuckle. Theres a news report that youve been a**igned to follow up on. Its about the Seechertown freeway Incident. All the materials here. You just have to get it out in time by tonight.
How do you want it?
Make the girl look good and keep the buzz surrounding the situation.
Got it, sir. You havent given me an a**ignment in ages. Have you forgotten about me?
Of course not! There just hasnt been much news lately, as you know.
What about my promotion to a**istant station director, Mister Gills? You promised me that half a year ago.
Ill make sure you get that promotion the second this is done. Youll get it for sure.
Thank you, Mister Gills. Say, that old geezer of mine is out on a business trip tonight. Wanna come over for a drink?
Sure. Ill be there, you little fox. Telford reached around his desk, grabbing a handful
2/2
Mariah let out a highpitched whine. Telford said, Now get to work 1 need that report by tonight.
You got it, Mister Gills.
Mariah swayed out of Telfords office on her heels, her expression darkening the second her back was turned, F*cking pervert. I know you were trying to get with Chloe but werent able to. Id never touch you with a tenfoot pole if it wasnt for my promotion. Urgh.
At night, over in Wilburs room on Sealake Island
Wilbur, Faye, Faron, and Elsa sat on the couch, all of them solemn.
Faye said, Theres something terribly off about this. The Seechertown Television Broadcast Stations report is completely one -sided. Its blatantly unfair.
Unfair? This is a straightup attack on Cape, dude, Faron said.
Wilbur frowned. Im pretty sure Sherry Divos isnt powerful enough to pull off something like this.
Of course not. Someones behind this for sure, Faye said.
Wilbur asked, Who would that be?