Chapter 27
"I’ve been in this game long before half of you were even taken seriously," James said, standing up straight. "So let me remind you who I am. I’m still James. The James that people used to line up just to shake hands with. The James that every media outlet wanted to interview. The James that every top brand wanted to associate with."
Again he stepped forward, his voice rising slightly, filled with pride.
"I’m still the hot cake. I’m still the man everyone wants to mingle with. I haven’t changed."
He pointed toward the door.
"So if the Victors want to delay the announcement of my contract, fine. Let them delay it. It’s just a matter of time."
Then he turned his eyes back on all of them, his expression cold and confident.
"But don’t you ever forget who you’re talking to. And don’t ever try to cross me."
At that moment, the entire room fell into a heavy silence. The air was thick with disbelief. No one could believe what they had just witnessed James, the same James they had called to the meeting with the hope of finding clarity and unity, had just spat in their faces with arrogance and walked out like he owned the world.
They stood still, their eyes following the swinging door as it slowly creaked shut behind him.
The man who had called James earlier for the meeting was the first to react. His chest rose and fell heavily with fury. "He just crossed the line," he muttered, his voice low but dangerous. "That bastard just crossed the damn line."
Then he raised his voice sharply, loud enough for everyone to hear, "James better start watching his back. I swear on everything, I will come for him."