RK met with his client of the month, Michelle McLean to discuss matters of urgency.
"We need a sit down in light of new information".
"Did you get her to bow down?"
The two men in Madhubala's life made their way into a wine cellar. Instead of the usual clinging of glasses, the air was filled with tension. RK's impatient mannerism suggested the truth was out. He knew about Madhu's share in the company.
"Tell me, what does she own of McLean's that is so important she can't let it go?"
"Sports franchises, baseball, football, basketball and soccer. You name it".
Michelle grabbed a few bottle of liquor from the cellar and gulped down until he was tipsy. He was regretting every decision he made regarding Madhu.
"I knew it. She is shagging that lion backer from our New York team.God, I can't believe this woman".
RK clenched his fists and lodged himself into the air. Michelle watched in disbelief. The PR maven had taken offense to a statement addressed to the opposing party.
"Michelle, she does not have intimate relations with anyone, football player or otherwise".
"Why are you so feisty? She is my wife, I can call her whatever I want".
"Yeah, well, you should have thought about that when you gave her 51% ownership of McLean's. When I signed the agreement to work with you, I represented the commanding partner of McLean's. 1% makes all the difference".
"Are you suggesting you will work for her now? Against me? Son of a...I financed her little football venture. When she bought all those teams, she had zero investors. Look where my money got her. I own her".
"Wrong tense".
"You better make it right. That's what I write your cheques for".
"I am sorry Mr. McLean, I am afraid you are going to have to find another firm to handle your affairs".
"Look, we have done business long enough for me to... My point is, I didn't offer her the partnership. I gifted her 10% of the shares to keep her from enrolling into another one of those useless degree programs. She got the team on her side, even the management. I had to hand over chair. She is sly, cunning and vindictive. She had plans to destroy me from day one. I cannot believe I took this long to find out. You offer me your best consultancy and I will sponsor all of your film city ventures. You have my word".
Rishabh was tempted to accept the offer he had come to receive. Michelle held the key to RK's aspirations of becoming a filmmaker. He could not let go of this opportunity for a woman whom he wasn't sure would pay heed to his dead body. Michelle made a firm question mark with a raised brow. RK shook his hand to validate the deal and Rishabh's advances toward Madhu stopped. Or, did they just begin? RK had been given full authority to try any tactics in the book and pull dirt on a clean woman.
"Game on".
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"Funny, we run into each other all the time". RK entered the Giants' private spectator box with Mrs. McLean displaying team spirit. He had never heard the lady swear like a thug until that day. She had joined the sea of crazy fans openly bashing the opposing team. Her usual poker face was now sporting emotion along with the obvious red and blue paint.
"You skinny pig. You ball hogger, you", she spotted Rishabh bearing an amused expression. "What the f**k do you want?" She threw a half eaten wiener sausage at RK. After he refused to move out of place, Madhu rubbed the mustard from her hands onto the expensive golf attire Mr. Kundra had chosen for the evening. He thanked his stars for forgetting to wear a suit and quietly left in search of a restroom.
"You hating little piece of shit, we had a shot at a touchdown. This was our game. Thanks loser", she vented her frustrations on the players at a distance when Rishabh made a second attempt at a dramatic entrance.
"Amazing how often this happens in real life. You have a sure shot at winning and then, this guy comes along. He tells everyone you are doing him. Then, the people don't like you anymore. Tragedy but, reality".
Suddenly, an innocent critique of athleticism by Madhu was turned into a malicious character attack against her.
"False accusations".
"Doesn't matter. We need to keep up this act long enough for the people to be convinced that the lie is a truth. Then, it will become one".
"I never cheated on Michelle".
"Tell your shit to someone who cares, my job is to taint your image and taint I will". He showed her pictures of the night he had touched her, the night she had driven him home and the night they had walked together. He had played like the flute and she was angry. Not with the Mumbaikar rather, herself for not being immune to sweet talk. He had sealed her couture suit as evidence of their intimacy. Her firmly packed makeup bleed down her cheeks as perspiration in fear and anticipation. He had turned the tables and forced her to settle.
Edited by iiDona - 12 years ago
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