Gloria was clearly not pleased to be more or less ‘summoned’ to his office, but she came anyways. Probably because she could tell he was angry about something and was curious to know what it was.
Nevertheless, as she breezed into the room and took a seat across from his desk she made a pointed of saying, “I’m very busy Malcolm. So if we could hurry this along…?”
“This shouldn’t take long. I just had lunch with Donald and Mark.”
“How fascinating. Have you ever considered joining social media? There’s a real outlet there for all your up to the minute lunch news.”
“Donald was talking about the Japanese. He seemed to think Cold Wars might cause trouble in the negotiations.”
Gloria laughed. It was clearly fake and she clearly wanted him to know it. “We’re both aware how much Donald ever really knows about anything truly important.”
“Yes but we also both aware how damaging rumors can end up being. And I know exactly where this rumor started.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“Then you have nothing to worry about. Because if there is any damage caused to the studio due to this, I’m going to make sure the source of the rumor is tracked down. That could be an interesting board meeting, don’t you think?”
“Just as interesting as the one in which we investigate how Cold Wars was originally leaked to begin with. Just think if that hadn’t happened, Holly Woods wouldn’t have been fired and we wouldn’t have had to re-film everything. How much money, time and embarrassment could the studio have been saved? If it was ever discovered that Ms. Woods wasn’t responsible for that leak….well. That would be quite the scandal wouldn’t it? I wonder what Holly’s version of events is?”
“Completely fictional. And no one would believe her.”
“Not at the moment. Coincidently enough, you’ve made sure of that. But things can change so fast. Nothing lasts forever, from a box office record to the board of a studio.”
“You are treading on very thin ice now Gloria.”
“I believe we both are Malcolm. And at the end of the day, we both know that that ice can only hold one of us.”
Grant leaned back in his chair. The fight had been going on for a while now but this was the first time war had been officially declared.
“This is my studio,” he said levelly.
“It was your studio. But not anymore. You wanted a merger. You wanted Montell Studio to be bigger, better and international. You got all that, but there was a price. You got a board. You got people you have to answer to. You got me.” She smiled sweetly. “And you know what I got? The chance to take it all away from you. And I plan on doing just that.”
“That will never happen.”
“We’ll see, won’t we? And we’ll see that you’re not as untouchable as you think. Holly Woods created cracks in your armor with a simple little article. Of course maybe she never wrote it. Maybe it’s just coincidence that your persecution of her began around the same time an anonymous article was published accusing you of having a man killed…what was his name again? Lionel Atwood. Maybe it’s true. Maybe it was a pack of lies. I don’t care. What I do care about Is that it’s made you weak. And I’m going to use that.” She stood up.
“The next we have a meeting, you’re going to eat your words.”
“Maybe,” she said, “but I do know that the next time we meet, it’s going to be in my office. Not yours.”
Gloria swept out of the room.