"That's it," Evan Fairchild responded coolly.
Keith Coleman was left speechless.
'Who was he? An international entertainment manager!'
'With his prestigious reputation, managing some rookie was a gross underuse of his talents! And now he wasn't even going to be considered a proper agent?!'
'Making him do this? What kind of international joke was this?!'
'He wouldn't do it. Absolutely not!'
"President Fairchild!"
"AHEM!!!!" Tommy cleared his throat again, this time much louder than before.
Keith Coleman froze.
'Why is Tommy reacting so strongly?! Who on earth is this Melody Monroe girl?!'
"You have a problem with that?" Evan Fairchild glanced at Keith Coleman, one eyebrow slightly raised.
A wave of nervousness washed over Keith Coleman. He quickly waved his hands. "None at all! Heh heh! I don't have any objections. Don't worry, President Fairchild. I'll be sure to do a good job!"
"One more thing," Evan Fairchild said.
"Go on, President Fairchild."
"Don't let her know."
