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BLAIRE
“Absolutely not,” Campbell bellowed before I could get a word in edgewise.
I gaped at him along with half of the table. Clearly, this had not been run by him before Santi just blurted it out. And Campbell’s vehemence was so strong that I had no idea what to say. He didn’t want me to do any more videos? He hadn’t been against it when he was tricked into doing the first one.
“What the f**k, bro?” Santi asked.
“We’re keeping Blaire out of this.”
Viv rolled her eyes. “Why don’t we ask the lady what she prefers? She has a brain, Campbell Soup. I think she can make up her own mind.”
“Who told you to do more videos? Was it Bobby?” Campbell demanded right over Viv’s comments.
“Yes,” Yorke said, perfectly monosyllabic.
“Look, Bobby suggested that while we’re here, we use it as pu
