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EDWARD AND THE INTERNS, a threadette
Edward Vance might be laughing on the inside, but he looked as though he were ready to fire one of the interns and sent them straight home ala America's Next Top Model. His brow was knit furiously and his hands were folded on a table. His back was straight and he looked like he meant business.
"I want you to know," Edward said clearly. "That I have heard that one of you called ABC and tried to convince them to do a segment on our factories in China. I want you to know that accusations have come in. I would suggest that you confess."
Edward didn't have much proof, but he wasn't about to say that here and now. He was having too much fun dicking around with them.
Edward Vance might be laughing on the inside, but he looked as though he were ready to fire one of the interns and sent them straight home ala America's Next Top Model. His brow was knit furiously and his hands were folded on a table. His back was straight and he looked like he meant business.
"I want you to know," Edward said clearly. "That I have heard that one of you called ABC and tried to convince them to do a segment on our factories in China. I want you to know that accusations have come in. I would suggest that you confess."
Edward didn't have much proof, but he wasn't about to say that here and now. He was having too much fun dicking around with them.