The camera rotates around a lilac room, with pictures hanging from the walls of WWE:E Superstars such as Mike Landry, Jed, Kelly King 2.0, Disciple, Nate and Matt Stone. Potted plants are in each corner of the room, and a dim brightness in the room is set from the overhead ceiling light.
As the camera finally reaches it's 360th degree, a figure is sitting down at the desk inside the room, which suddenly seems more like an office as the camera pans out to reveal a desk and a computer; a large window behind had been covered by a cream set of curtains, blocking out any intruding light from the outside world.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Three brisk raps on to the wooden doorframe of the office are heard, as the figure from the desk looks up, showing themself to be none other than Rachel Hollett. Placing a pen to the desk, the chestnut door slowly opened to reveal a male figure, although it was of a man who had not been seen before in WWE:E.
As he walked up to the desk of Hollett, a briefcase in his left hand came in to view, which he laid upon the desk. Taking a seat opposite the CEO, he opened the briefcase silently, and placed a wad of paper in front of the dominant diva.
Glancing down at the papers, Rachel looked back up at the man.
"You don't have to do this, you know. We can still work this out."
The man said nothing in return, but instead prodded the paperwork back towards Rachel, insisting that she take another look. However, she kept her eyes on the man, and grabbed his hand when he pushed the papers forward.
"I don't want it to end like this. I still love you."
Once again, no reply; the man shot back his hand, taking out a pen from his jacket inside pocket, and placing it on top of the paper.
Rachel hadn't once taken her eyes from the man since he stepped in, besides glancing at the paper the one time, but now there were small teardrops forming in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry .. I really didn't mean for you to get hurt .."
The man placed his hands on the edge of the wooden desk, gripping it tightly, almost splintering it's wooden frame. He replied slowly and with a low and hoarse voice, possibly from where he was so angry.
"If you didn't mean for me to get hurt, then why do it?"
"It had to be done .. I needed him to trust me, for everything to fall in to place."
"I loved you .."
Rachel went to reach over to the man, but refrained, as she took back her hand. It was shaking as she placed it on the table.
"Loved? So, you don't any more?"
"That's irrelevant now."
"No, no it's not. There's still a chance for you and I!"
"Was he worth it?"
The man let go of his grip on the table; instead choosing to slide back on his chair a little, perhaps feeling uneasy at the awkward question he had just asked.
"He wasn't worth losing you."
"And what about the rest that you've achieved? You're the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company, and got it on a whim. All you had to do was sleep with the owner."
"Nuke meant nothing to me, it was just to gain something from him."
"Well you've lost me."
Rachel closed here eyes for a few seconds, before reaching down in to a drawer. She pulled out a tablet, flicking her finger over it's touch-screen several times, before placing it on the desk and sliding it's screen towards the man.
"What's this?"
"If I lose you, you gain half of my control of the company. I will lose control of the company."
"Then that will be your end, I'm afraid. There is nothing more that I can do for you."
Suddenly getting to her feet, Rachel shouted at the man.
"You'll ruin me! What am I supposed to say? I'm sorry?"
"I'm afraid that it's past that point now."
"And what will you do with the shares of the company?"
"I'm investing in other companies, and selling my half of the shares off to fund it."
"But .. But you can't! You can't!"
The man reached over and took the paper from the desk, picking up the dormant pen and bringing it to life, inking his signature along the bottom of what now was obviously divorce papers.
"I need you to sign these, please."
"No, I can't. I won't lose everything, just because of one stupid mistake!"
"I've signed my part, and the court has already judged that you have no valid grounds to reject our seperation. We will no longer be a couple by midday, in less than one hour, when I personally have these contracts signed by the judge. I just thought you might want to see a part of you next to a part of me, for the last time."
No words came from the mouth of Rachel as the man placed the papers back in to the briefcase, and briskly turned, walking back towards the door which he had left ajar.
After he had left, the camera turned back to show a crestfallen Rachel Hollett, hands over her face and tears streaming down her cheeks.
Her marriage, which she had kept a secret all of her career, was now over.
Her reign as CEO of WWE:E was now in serious jeopardy.
Her plan had seemingly come to an abrupt hault.
As the camera finally reaches it's 360th degree, a figure is sitting down at the desk inside the room, which suddenly seems more like an office as the camera pans out to reveal a desk and a computer; a large window behind had been covered by a cream set of curtains, blocking out any intruding light from the outside world.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Three brisk raps on to the wooden doorframe of the office are heard, as the figure from the desk looks up, showing themself to be none other than Rachel Hollett. Placing a pen to the desk, the chestnut door slowly opened to reveal a male figure, although it was of a man who had not been seen before in WWE:E.
As he walked up to the desk of Hollett, a briefcase in his left hand came in to view, which he laid upon the desk. Taking a seat opposite the CEO, he opened the briefcase silently, and placed a wad of paper in front of the dominant diva.
Glancing down at the papers, Rachel looked back up at the man.
"You don't have to do this, you know. We can still work this out."
The man said nothing in return, but instead prodded the paperwork back towards Rachel, insisting that she take another look. However, she kept her eyes on the man, and grabbed his hand when he pushed the papers forward.
"I don't want it to end like this. I still love you."
Once again, no reply; the man shot back his hand, taking out a pen from his jacket inside pocket, and placing it on top of the paper.
Rachel hadn't once taken her eyes from the man since he stepped in, besides glancing at the paper the one time, but now there were small teardrops forming in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry .. I really didn't mean for you to get hurt .."
The man placed his hands on the edge of the wooden desk, gripping it tightly, almost splintering it's wooden frame. He replied slowly and with a low and hoarse voice, possibly from where he was so angry.
"If you didn't mean for me to get hurt, then why do it?"
"It had to be done .. I needed him to trust me, for everything to fall in to place."
"I loved you .."
Rachel went to reach over to the man, but refrained, as she took back her hand. It was shaking as she placed it on the table.
"Loved? So, you don't any more?"
"That's irrelevant now."
"No, no it's not. There's still a chance for you and I!"
"Was he worth it?"
The man let go of his grip on the table; instead choosing to slide back on his chair a little, perhaps feeling uneasy at the awkward question he had just asked.
"He wasn't worth losing you."
"And what about the rest that you've achieved? You're the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company, and got it on a whim. All you had to do was sleep with the owner."
"Nuke meant nothing to me, it was just to gain something from him."
"Well you've lost me."
Rachel closed here eyes for a few seconds, before reaching down in to a drawer. She pulled out a tablet, flicking her finger over it's touch-screen several times, before placing it on the desk and sliding it's screen towards the man.
"What's this?"
"If I lose you, you gain half of my control of the company. I will lose control of the company."
"Then that will be your end, I'm afraid. There is nothing more that I can do for you."
Suddenly getting to her feet, Rachel shouted at the man.
"You'll ruin me! What am I supposed to say? I'm sorry?"
"I'm afraid that it's past that point now."
"And what will you do with the shares of the company?"
"I'm investing in other companies, and selling my half of the shares off to fund it."
"But .. But you can't! You can't!"
The man reached over and took the paper from the desk, picking up the dormant pen and bringing it to life, inking his signature along the bottom of what now was obviously divorce papers.
"I need you to sign these, please."
"No, I can't. I won't lose everything, just because of one stupid mistake!"
"I've signed my part, and the court has already judged that you have no valid grounds to reject our seperation. We will no longer be a couple by midday, in less than one hour, when I personally have these contracts signed by the judge. I just thought you might want to see a part of you next to a part of me, for the last time."
No words came from the mouth of Rachel as the man placed the papers back in to the briefcase, and briskly turned, walking back towards the door which he had left ajar.
After he had left, the camera turned back to show a crestfallen Rachel Hollett, hands over her face and tears streaming down her cheeks.
Her marriage, which she had kept a secret all of her career, was now over.
Her reign as CEO of WWE:E was now in serious jeopardy.
Her plan had seemingly come to an abrupt hault.
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