No, They're Trying To Control Him!

Alistair’s words had taken a good couple of minutes before it sank into the heads of both individuals present. “What?” Leonica was the first to question, finding what he had just said utterly ridiculous. “What the hell do you mean cut contact with Leonica or have my contract terminated?” Owen joined in, showing anger as he had been kept in the dark with the recent developments. Sure, he had been scolded once or twice about the speech he released, had his pay cut for an advert or two, but he was cool with that, at least if that was what it took to reduce the public pressure on Leonica, he didn’t mind. But right now, the higher ups demands was too unreasonable. Asking him to pick between Leonica and his job. They wouldn’t dare put those options on the table if they knew that Leonica was the reason why he was who he was today. She had shaped the star that was keeping their damned company afloat, yet they dare do what they were doing. Just the sheer thought of their demands alone angered O