Yolanda’s hand moved from her nose to her mouth to stifle a gasp, the blood draining from her cheeks. Did she hear him right?
“I’m going to charm her when I get on her show next week,” Roy went on. “That way, she won’t be able to stop thinking of me.”
“Thought you didn’t go after celebrities.”
“Celebrity my ass, she’s not even D-list. Besides, she has these really nice curves.”
Yolanda blushed as the other man gave another chuckle. So Roy Carmichael really was planning to seduce her.
“This I’d like to see,” the other man said.
“Oh, you will,” Roy promised.
At that point, Yolanda got up and walked away, not wanting to hear anymore.
How dare he? she thought, her fists clenched at her sides and her brows furrowed in indignation. How dare he think he could be on her show and then just get into her pants?
Well, he was wrong.
She would prove him wrong.
~ ~ ~
“What do you mean my appearance on Yolanda Gray’s show has been cancelled?” Roy asked as he set down his cup of coffee angrily.
He had woken up late that Saturday morning after going to bed late last night and was looking forward to a relaxing morning, only to find a disturbing message on his phone.
“I’m afraid that’s exactly what it means, Mr. Carmichael,” his assistant, Miranda, said on the other end of the line. “I received a message from the show this morning, saying they have decided to invite someone else to guest on the show next week.”
“Did they say who?”
“No.”
Roy frowned. “You said the show sent you a message?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Was it the producer who sent you the message?”
“It was Yolanda Gray herself. Apparently, she is also the assistant producer of her talk show.”
“I’m well aware of that,” Roy said through gritted teeth.
“Would you like me to call her and insist that you guest on the show?” Miranda asked. “They were the ones who invited you to guest in the first place, after all, so it’s quite rude to…”
“I’ll handle this myself,” Roy interrupted. “Thank you, Miranda.”
“Alright.”
Roy hung up, tossing his phone on the table so that it slid across the surface. Then, he banged his fists on the table, still seething in frustration, though he tried his best to take deep breaths and calm down, knowing letting his emotions get the better off him was never a good thing.
What in the fuck had just happened?
Just as Miranda had said, the staff of the show were the ones who had invited him to be their guest, and it was both rude and unconventional for them to cancel, which meant there was a reason why. And since it was Yolanda Gray who cancelled, he had an idea what that reason was.
She must have found out about his plans.
He sat on his chair, deep in thought as he wondered how Yolanda could have found out. In the end, he simply shrugged.
So what if Yolanda now knew about his plans? He was not about to change them, much less stop them.
He was a man who was used to getting his way, who never gave up easily, and he was definitely not going to give up on Yolanda Gray. He would just have to give a little more effort, which was no problem for him at all. He had known she would be an elusive prey, after all, and it would have been disappointing if she had allowed herself to be easily caught.
He grinned as he leaned back on his chair.
So she thought she could dissuade him just like that, did she?
He would see about that.
To be continued....
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