Liam didn't beat around the bush, at least not on a business level. I didn't need this s**t today, or hell, maybe it was exactly what I needed.
"You're aware of how much of an advance Plum Muse gave you on your contract, correct?"
"Yes. Just say what you have to say, Liam. It's been a s**t day, and I'm not interested in playing footsie."
"Okay, you want me to lay it out for you? Here it is. You're under a legally binding contract with Plum Muse, owned by Quill. You were given a large advance in said contract. I expect you to fulfill your obligation. If for some reason you are unable to do so, you're expected to act like an adult and pick up the phone to let your editor-or hell, even your agent-know what's going on. Currently, you're in violation of your terms." He took a deep breath bef
