"Pour the vintage champagne, Aria."
Marcus Thorne leaned back in his oversized leather chair. The CEO of Global Records smiled a brilliant, predatory smile.
Aria Vance sat across the mahogany desk. She placed the sleek silver USB drive onto the polished wood.
"He just handed it to you," Marcus laughed. His voice echoed heavily in the massive executive office. "The arrogant billionaire simply handed over his entire unreleased catalog."
"He thinks I am defecting," Aria replied. She kept her voice perfectly level. "He believes I am a terrified victim fleeing your abusive management."
"Ryan Parker is a fool," Marcus declared loudly. "He is a talented vocalist, but he is just a child playing corporate warfare. He let a pretty face walk directly into his master server vault."
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