CHAPTER 42

CONNOR I went through the files on my desk as Zed fed me the details of the meeting held this morning. I had intentionally missed the meeting because my father was there and I didn't want to meet up with him. "Big Ed wants to sponsor Nailea's music tour to Brazil, Canada and London. He wants eighty per cent of the profit made from her new music album." I scoffed as I went through the contract. That was complete bullshit. There was no way I was going to keep letting him exploit upcoming artists all in the name of making them famous and global. I sighed and slid the file back to Zed's side of the table. "We'll pass the offer. Ed cannot be trusted." Zed nodded his head and picked up the file. "I thought the same." "How is Fiffi doing?" I leaned back in my seat. Fiffi was an old-aged African American woman who was top-notch in her acting skills and Zed was her manager too. She was the most problematic of all others signed under us and oftentimes, I wondered how Zed always managed t