She opened her suitcase and laid a stack of paper held together with two big paperclips on the desk. “I want you to take a look at this.”
He threw a swift look at what appeared to be a movie script. “You know I’m not considering new projects at the moment. I’m booked for the whole year. And which part of you’re fired don’t you understand?”
“They specifically asked for you, Mike. They’re willing to pay an extra five million,” she said slowly, as if the words would make better sense that way.
“And I have prior commitments.” He mimicked her slow, condescending tone.
“Which part of extra five million don’tyouunderstand?”
“Andrea, you know I won’t take this project. Why don’t you cut to the chase and say what you’re really here for?”
She looked at him, her cold expression unchanging. “You know why I’m here.”
He smirked. “No, I don’t.”
She crossed her legs, her eyes menacing. “End it with her.”
His smirk turned into a sneer.
“No one is going to approve of this relationship.”
“Youwon’t approve of this relationship.”
“Mike, this isn’t just about us. It’s—”
“There is no us.” He raised his voice. “Never was. Never will be.”
Her sickening grin spread over her mouth. “You sure about that, Mickey?”
He leaned forward, hoping his gaze was convincing enough. “Hundred percent.”
“I’m sure Maggie will have a different view on this when she knows your little secret. She always does.”
If he had any respect left for Andrea, it was gone now, along with any remaining shreds of friendship or gratitude.
“Think again, Mickey. This could end up really badly for you.”
“And you,” he pounced.
She snorted a laugh. “Excuse me?”
“I know you don’t give a shit about your family, but you sure care about your job.” He rose from his chair, squaring his shoulders, and moved to her side. “If you say so much as one word to Maggie that’s gonna hurt her in any way, and I meananyway,” he leaned in, his eyes locked on hers, his lips curling, “I swear to God, I’ll make sure you’ll never agent again.” His voice took a harsh edge. “No, I’ll make sure you’ll never make another dime out of this whole industry. Do you understand?”
She uncrossed her legs. “Are you threatening me?”
His hand grabbed the edge of the desk. “I believe it’s the other way around.”
A dangerous gleam flashed in her eyes as she stood. “All that for your little bitch?”
Anger came in waves now. “Who are you calling a bitch? This is your daughter, you sick freak!”
“I don’t care.” Her hand slid on his on the desk. “She’s taking you away from me.”
His hand withdrew as if bitten by a snake. “Get out.”
“Mickey—”
“Get the fuck out now!”
