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"Sir, you called?" The Mears corporation P.R. manager stood before his boss, his deep voice reverberating in the silent room. Deathly silent, save for Ginger's loud voice outside the office sprouting business terms and talking to a client over the phone.

Ricky gestured him to a seat, bracing his suit-clad elbow on the table. His eyes reeked of impatience and anger, and the man cowered as he sat before him.

"Wellington, do I pay you pounds to seat in the office and enjoy the relaxation?" Ricky began, his eyes burrowing into his.

"No Sir. I...I know this is about the article that was just released. We're doing something about it already." His voice was shaky, and it immediately was far from his mind to tell this man that his name was Wilson Tony, not Wellington.

"Doing something about it, and Kimberly is already scheduling press conferences and threatening to press charges for assault."

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