Mr. President 2(200)

He can't see me, but somehow my cheeks turn red at being recognized by him.

But wait a second.

He's on TV.

He can't see me. Right?

Did he just say 'Hey Becca?'

You're not supposed to be able to see two ways through a television, right?

Apparently a lot of people are wondering the same thing too because they're talking amongst themselves and pointing.

Mason smiles as if he's amused through all this.

"In the future, you may want to turn on the television for the two-way video screen and not just leave the camera running, folks," he says on live TV. "Because right now I can see and hear the whole thing logged in from my computer. I've been there for quite a while now. And Becca was right. Do I have quite a story to tell you."

All of a sudden, Mother notices something.

And she turns very, very white.





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Actually, thinking about it right now, this is probably the highest ratings that Market Pulse is getting today.

The last time they probably had ratings this good was the last time I was on their show. Jesus, it feels so long ago that I was fucking Stacy Sawyer and I fucking shot my load all over the camera lens.

I know, I'm shaking my head as well, Gorgeous. I can't believe I did that.

The truth is, I was lost at that time.

Sure, I called myself the Bad Boy of Wall Street or the King of Wall Street, but all I really was doing was just fooling myself into thinking that I wasn't a lost little boy.

I mean, every other word out of my mouth was "fuck."

That's still the case a lot. Old habits die hard.

But fuck, think about what I used to do and compare it to now.

To my life...after Becca.

Until I met Becca I didn't have any boundaries. But it took almost losing her for me to see what my priorities should be.

That's why, when we realized that we were looking at an impending vote of no confidence from the Board, I got Becca to give me everything she had dug up so far and I made a few educated guesses.

Yeah, I had to leave town for a few days. There were a few hunches I needed to follow up on.

And yeah, I know I could've told Becca where I was going. But, also remember Gorgeous, we're at war. And sometimes in war you have to hold your cards close to your fucking vest.

So it actually made me smile as I saw the chips falling down just as I had expected.

I knew Becca would come to the conference room after not seeing me. It's been a hard few days not being around her, but just seeing her through the video screen was enough to keep me going.

Plus, once this is over, we'll have all the time we fucking need.

Yeah, this is pretty much over. I've got this in the bag. I'm pretty convinced. You can rest easily.#p#分页标题#e#

And listen, I know you've been in the dark for a bit. I've had information that you've wanted to know about and I kept telling you that I would tell you later. Well, later never came and things started coming up so I'm going to do one better.

I'm going to show you.

I smile and talk into the camera. I'm being broadcast to over 180 million homes around the country.

Why not take Lorna out in one fell swoop in front of the whole country?

Little payback for the long string of leaks and planted stories she's been doing to me the last couple months as she tries to sit in the big chair at Kane Price.

"Good afternoon, America, my name is Mason Kane and I'm the CEO of Kane Price," I say, controlling my words so as not to come across too aggressive to the people who may not know that Lorna deserves it.

When I approached the network the other day to come on Market Pulse, at first they were a bit skeptical. I mean, I came on the camera lens, remember? You can't just wipe that shit down with a damp cloth when trying to clean the lens. No, you gotta throw out the whole fucking camera is what you gotta do.

But when they saw the information that I had found, and saw that I was ready to share it, they were more than willing to help me.

After all, they were affected by this too.

They just didn't realize it.

"Many of you know me from my unfortunate event that I was involved in with a Market Pulse reporter several weeks ago," I say into the camera, trying to keep a straight face. "Caught in the moment during a sexual encounter, I may have unloaded more than I meant to during the interview. And from your perspective it may have looked like I came...on your faces."

Fuck, I forgot to tell you. One of the stipulations that I had to agree to with the network was that any fines and the like if I didn't manage to come out beating Lorna would be borne by me. I agreed. I mean, if I'm unsuccessful then it's not like Lorna will spare either of us.

"A lot happened in my life since then," I continue, thinking back to how I met Becca and the crazy fucking ride that the both of us have been on. "But my actions on this network kept coming back to haunt me."