Authors note. This chapter was written and changed a million times in the last two weeks. The excitement of the merging of the upn and the wb has taken over my board and cath and I are smack in the middle of collaborating with Fan Forum, so that we can have a season four. The big news is that I think the show will be fine but every member on my board is doing all they can to help that happens. So if you want to help check out and yes we became a domain. LOL and we're about to hit 3,000 any day now. So onto to Unbreakable I want to thank everyone who sends me emails about this story which has become a favorite of mine. It's so different from A Woman's Worth which is still my baby, but planning Haley and Brooke in this one is so much fun. I love the emails but guys I wish you would review. Everyone wants an updated for both stories but where are the reviews? So guys you want to know about Dr. Grant in a woman's worth or you want to know what happens next well review. The more I get the faster I update. Now onto dedication Cheery thanks for betaing and Lac18 thanks for letting me pick your brain. But this is for Bluster who made the best save one tree hill banner in a matter of an hour for the board. Bluster who leaves me long reviews and sends me little messages about me updating Unbreakable this on is for you. So if you read review because I would like to know what you think of the story and the next update will come sooner than you all think let me post a woman's worth first but remember the more reviews I get the faster I update. Kaos…PS: I have to tell everyone that knows Cath knows that her life basically inspires some chapters of both unbreakable and a woman's worth well um let me jus say this morning my mouth dropped and I got a hell of an inspiration from starring and drooling at the picture of her boyfriend who you guys know I have nicknamed the Adonis so if ur friends with Kitty check out her hunny because it will make you ladies say HOLY HOTTNESS and he is a doctor, lucky bitch. You are going to love what I have up my sleeve for Naley! So review.

Chapter 5

The Face of Illusion

"Haley, how could you do this to me, you promised."

"No, she didn't promise you, she promised me Seba, god you're so selfish. I need it more than you do, I mean, its been two weeks since I broke up with Manuel. Come on Haley, you can't do this to me."

"Oh please, shove a sock or whatever you have in your pants right now, which, by the way, isn't working, into your mouth, and shut up. Nobody cares about your love life, look, Haley, you can't leave New York now, I mean, we're in the middle of fashion week, and you can't leave in the middle of fashion week, that's sacrilegious. Hello, Prada, Dolce, Cavallie, Stella. Haley, you can't miss Stella, I mean, its Stella, she's amazing, and we love Stella. We're also starting our search for the perfect award season dresses, just in case you get nominated, which you so will. Besides, we have never missed fashion week, it's our favorite time of year, the fashion, the parties, the celebrities, Haley, you can't go to Tree Hill now!"

"Yeah Haley, you can't, you promise to take me to Jay-Z's bash tomorrow night…"

"As if bitch, she didn't promise you, she promised me…"

"Listen Seba, obviously turning thirty has caused you to become senile otherwise you would have never called me bitch, now where the hell is your curling iron so I can shove it up your ass, or is it already there?"

"Oh no you didn't you fake blond, fake tan, little shit…"

"Hey I'm big where it counts, can you say the same…"

"Oh you son of a bitch…"

"Enough!" Haley said as she threw her hands up in the air. She had been listening to them bitch and bicker for almost two hours and she had finally had enough. "I can't stand it, you're both driving me insane. Now go home, both of you, I'm trying to pack."

"Are you throwing us out?" Dominic said in disbelief. "I mean, Haley, darling, its me, Dominic, you know, the guy you called one night at three in the morning to ask me to find you those boots that you just had to had."

"And its me, Seba, do I need to remind you of the hair disaster of 2001, the frizzes, Dave Letterman, if it wasn't for me millions of people would have seen you with puffy, frizzy hair…"

"Ugh, you two are impossible, emotional blackmail is so not going to work, no, I'm not throwing you out, but if you two don't stop arguing I'm calling Shakespeare in here and he'll deal with both of you." Haley told them both as she walked into her bathroom to change into her favorite pair of jeans and light green cashmere sweater that she had forever. What had possessed her to call them and tell them she was leaving? She had knew the minute she told them she was leaving town, especially during fashion week, they would show up and try to talk her out of it. She should have just waited and left them a message at their apartment when she was in the air. Haley closed her eyes and took a deep breath; she felt a migraine coming on. She ran a hair brush through her hair and dabbed some gloss onto her lips. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, and sighed, she looked tired, and she had bags under her eyes, she was a mess. She felt drained both physically and emotionally. A few more hours, she said to herself, a few more hours to go and she would be able to relax, at the beach, with only Shakespeare for company, and she would start feeling better. She walked out off the bathroom and back into her room where she found Seba and Dominic sitting on her bed, both of them had small smiles on their faces.

"Hales…" Seba said to her. "We're sorry that we've been so bitchy, ever since we became roommates we've been bickering like little old ladies. If he just kept his clothes in his room, not strewn over the whole entire apartment, then I wouldn't be so bitchy all the time."

"Yeah, that's not the only reason he's bitchy, I'm getting some, and he's jealous." Dom said as he gave Seba an evil glare. "But you shouldn't suffer because we're both vain and selfish, so were going to cut it out for now. Now, you know we love you right."

"Yeah I know." Haley answered as tried not to laugh at Seba who was making funny faces behind Dom's back. "Just chill you two, I have enough shit in my head and I don't need you two making it worse. And I was serious about Shakespeare too, don't forget about that, got it?"

"Got it." Both men said at the same time. The two didn't agree on a lot of things but they did agree on one thing, and that was Shakespeare, Haley's bodyguard who was enormous and scared the shit out of both of them. He was always around and very rarely spoke to anyone except for Haley. Neither of them wanted to piss him off.

"Good!" Haley said as she walked into her closet and came out a few minutes later with two sets of flip flops, a few pairs of jeans, and some camis.

"Are you really leaving Hales?" Dominic asked as he watched Haley with a disgust expression on his face. "Oh god, she's taking flip flops, oh god Haley, if you're trying to kill me, its working. I already said I was sorry"

Haley started laughing, she knew how Dominic felt about flip flops, and had known he was going to say something as soon as she walked out of the closet with them in her hand.

"Dom, I'm going home to the beach, not some Hollywood party, everybody wears flip flops in Tree Hill, besides, I'm going to be waiting tables, you guys know the deal when I go home, and you know my mom's rule."

"Only too well." Seba answered. "Oh god, I still have nightmares about that weekend, Mama James, and her café. Me washing dishes, the dish pan hands and the achy feet from all the tables I had to wait on."

"Hey, I was the one with the five degree burn." Dominic answered as he took the flip flops out of Haley's suitcase and hid them under her bed.

Once again, Haley had to laugh. "Um Seba, you washed two dishes and waited on one table before you stormed out and went back to my beach house. And you, Dom, did not have a five degree burn, it was a tiny little burn you got from a grilled cheese sandwich, you too are such drama queens, I'm going to start calling you both Gwyneth. Look guys, I'll only be gone for two weeks, three tops…"

"Come on Haley, you don't really want to go to your mom's, stay here and party with us…" Seba said as tried on Haley's sapphire ring on his pinkie finger.

"Guys. I'm partied out. I need a break a big break. My life is just too hectic here, I need some peace, I need to get centered."

"So we'll go to the spa!" Dominic exclaimed as he jumped off the bed.

"Oh yes Dommy, that is a fab idea, a Spa is the answer. Now lets see, well, it is fashion week, so all the good ones will be free, um, we must, of course, get a suite and which one, where shall we go. Where did we go in June?"

"Um, oh yes, we went to the one in Paris, but you know they have one in Greece and they have this water thing that is suppose to be the amazing and the ultra relaxing experience, there you go Hales, that's just what you need. Oh, and they have that amazing yoga class that was featured in In Style last month. "

Haley rolled her eyes as she walked over to where Dominic was sitting, Dom's philosophy was if it made the pages of In Style then it was law, everyone who knew him knew that In Style magazine was his bible. She kneeled down and reached for the flip flops that he had hidden under her bed. She pulled them out and stood up.

"Hales…." Dominic whined.

"I like them, besides I can't wear Manolos at the beach, now that would be a sin." Haley answered him as she put the flip flops into her Louis Vuitton suitcase.

"So don't go!" Seba answered as he avoided her gaze.

"Guys I'm going home, and that's final. I need a break and the spa is not the type of break I need. I need my mom, her café, the beach. I'm worn out and Tree Hill is what I need. You two can go to all the parties and the shows without me, I'm just going to go veg out and do nothing. The most I'm going to do is wash some dishes, and wait a few tables. Now, you two help me pack, Shakespeare and I need to leave for the airport in a few hours and you guys know that Shakespeare doesn't like to be kept waiting."

"Fine, but I still don't get the appeal; Greece sounds so much better than rinky dink Tree Hill. Now, if you have to go, you have to take some other type of jeans instead of these holey things that you've packed, where are the True Religion I bought you the other day? What's the point of me being one of your personal dressers if you don't wear the clothes I bought you?" Dom said as he walked into Haley's huge walk in closet.

"Well I for one don't think you are going to be in Tree Hill for long, no matter what you say. Haley, you'll go stir crazy. Brooke told us about the last time you went there to relax you gave three free concerts at that hole in the wall that you were discovered in Tric, after being home for only three days, I mean, if you want to relax you go and relax you don't give importune concerts. I give you a week, you'll be back in a week, and I'll bet my life on it."

"Oh god you sound like Peyton."

"Well she's right." Seba answered her. "Why don't you go visit Peyton in LA. I mean, she's on bed rest but I bet she would be happy to see you. And in LA there's Rhode Drive…"

"I'm going home and that's it, but when I get back we'll all go away for the weekend and go to a Spa, my treat, and you guys can pick." Haley said as she zipped up her suitcase. She walked over to her vanity and grabbed a few bottles of cream and her make up bag and tossed them into her carry-on case. She was just about to brush her hair when she heard her private line ringing. "Shit, that's Peyton I forgot to call her back. Sebby, can you answer and tell her I'll call her in a few, I want to pack some books to take with me."

"Oh god, I've been reduce to your secretary." Seba said as he walked over to Haley's night stand and answered the phone. Haley winked at him as she walked into her small office that was just off her bedroom

"Haley James line, the lovely Seba is here…um yeah … okay… relax, don't get your panties in a twist, if you're wearing any, and hold on, I'll get her."

"Haley!" Seba said as he put down the phone. "Brooke is on the phone she said she needs to talk to you, like now. She sounds weird. Like she's been having sex. Which we both know she hasn't cause she is a workaholic and god knows when was the last time some one hit that…."

Haley frowned at Seba as she walked over to the night stand. "Be nice Seba!" she said before she started talking into the phone.

"Hello." She said as Seba rolled his eyes at her. "Um Brooke, slow down, I can't understand you. No, my plane is leaving in a few hours… um no… she called me but I haven't returned the call…yeah…okay...I'll be back in a few weeks, well fax it to me…what … but… okay Brooke, okay…where are you...okay….see you in a few."

"Okay, so what did the reborn virgin want?" Seba said as he watched Haley hang up the phone and sit down on her small cream colored couch.

"Seba, Dom, can you guys do me a huge favor?"

"Sure!" Dom said "What do you need Haley Bop."

"Yeah, what do you need?" Seba asked her wondering what was up. Brooke had practically sounded frantic on the phone, and Haley had her serious expression on her face, real serious. Something was up, he could feel it in his bones, and it was something big

"Um, go to Barnes and Noble and pick me up the trashiest romance novels you can find and then stop and pick up lunch at our favorite Bistro. Whatever you two want, on me of course, and screw the carbs…"

"Haley, are you feeling alright, you just said screw the carbs?" Dom asked her. "And since when am I your errand boy? And weren't you off to Tree Hill?"

"I'm still going, just later, one today, and you're not my errand boys, neither of you are, but you are both my friends and I need you to do this for me. And, as for the carbs, well, I'm on vacation. Um, tell Shakespeare to take you in my car and let Brooke in on your way out, she should be here any minute."

Dom was just about to protest when Seba grabbed his hand and led him out of the room, he knew that something was going down and the faster they ran the errands for Haley, the faster they would find out what was up. Haley listened as the two argued down the hallway and then she heard the door bell ring. She heard some mumblings and then the sound of the door shutting, a few seconds later her bedroom door opened and Brooke walk1ed in.

"Wow!" Haley exclaimed as she admired Brooke's outfit. A cream mock short sleeve turtle neck, a caramel leather skirt, and knee high brown suede boots. Her hair was pulled into a pony tail and Haley noticed she was wearing more make up than usual. "You look beautiful Brookie, are you wearing Prada? What's the occasion?"

"Oh god Hales, fuck the clothes and take a look at this." Brooke said as she took out a folder out of her leather briefcase and handed it to Haley. Haley took it and sat down on her bed and began to read. "And yes it's Prada, the boots are Dolce. I had a lunch thing today but after the meeting I had this morning I cancelled. I tell you one thing, when Karen Hargrove wants something; she sets out to get it."

"What do we know about her?" Haley asked her as she read the proposal Brooke had handed her.

"Um, lets see, she's fabulous, come on Haley, you've read the papers, you followed the scandal, you use her products."

"Brooke, come on I know what I've read and her products are amazing. I know all the gossip about her, the affair with the younger man, the break up of his marriage to the model, the baby and their wedding. I know she gives a lot of money to charity, and I have heard she is an amazing business woman, but I want to know more. What did you think of her? What was your first impression? Are this figures right?" Haley asked her as she re-read the last paragraph.

"Oh, they're right, trust me, I asked her the same thing six times. So, you want my first impression of Karen Hargrove, well, she is determined. I mean, she marched into my office, past my assistant and said she had the deal of a life time, and she wasn't leaving until I heard her out. She's smart too, the proposal is amazing, but the over all production is the most impressive. She's knows what she's doing and she knows what sells, that's why she wants you and is willing to do anything to get you."

"Ummmm, it's an amazing offer, but I don't have time for it, I mean, she wants a six month commitment…"

"You haven't gotten to page six, huh?" Brooke asked her as she raised an eyebrow.

"No! What's on page six?" Haley said as she flipped to the end of the proposal. Brooke watched as the serious expression on Haley's face changed into one of wonderment.

"Call her and tell her to come here now, if it's possible. I'm going to cancel my flight."

1LATER

"Baby, I know you're disappointed, but there's no way I can get out of it, it's an important meeting. Look, you go and enjoy yourself. I'll see if I can stop at your place, I'll even bring a bottle of Crystal and we'll spend some quality time together before you go on assignment tomorrow night. Okay baby, I have to go, I'm getting buzzed, yep, later."

Luke hung up his phone and let out a sigh, the phone call was finally over. He stood up from his desk and walked out the door, stopping along the way at his secretary's desk.

"Hey Christina." He said flashing a huge smile at her. Christina was a god send and he loved her to death. She made his and Nathan's life run a hell of a lot smoother in the middle of all the craziness that usually surrounded them.

"Hi Luke, what do you need, I'm in the middle of a project for your brother's girlfriend. She called to set up the cocktail party, I swear, even on another continent she's still a bitch, I don't know what your brother's thinking, he could do much better. Now, tell me what do you need?"

"Um, can you please send two dozen roses to Monique with a card saying it was fun, Luke."

Christina laughed as she wrote down the message on her pad. She had been working for the Scott brothers for almost six years and there was never a dull moment. "So, she got clingy huh? Or did she make the mistake of mentioning marriage?" she asked Lucas.

"Oh yeah, you can say that she made the mistake of getting clingy and asking me to bring her to Sunday dinner. Can you believe she wanted me to meet her parents tonight? I mean it, was a fling, that's all, nothing more nothing less. I don't introduce my flings to my mother; I made that mistake once, never again."

"How long did this one last for?"

"Um, three weeks, but que sera, sera. You know my motto, life is too precious to be tied down to someone, marriage is not for me, come on Christina, can you see me with a wife? I'll leave that to Nathan and what's her name…The English thorn Hillarie."

"Luke, I've been married for thirty years and I'm happy, don't you want that? Aren't you tired of chasing women around and playing games? Don't you want to wake up next to the love of your life every morning?"

"Never! I'll never get tired. I like my life and, to be honest, I've yet to meet a woman who has made me question my life, and I doubt I will…And I like waking up alone and having Luke time. Now, tell me, what's up Nathan's ass today, Hillarie or Haley James."

"Lucas, watch your mouth, if your mother heard you she would slap you then die. Anyway, he's in his office returning phone calls and he's been bitching about Haley James all day. So prepare yourself, he's in a foul mood."

"Okay." Luke answered as he walked around her desk and gave her a kiss on her cheek. "Tell that hubby of yours to take you out somewhere nice, you're a hell of a woman. If they made them like you I would be married!"

"Oh you flirt, and I will, he knows it though. Oh, don't forget, your mother wants you here, she called and said she was on her way, so don't leave."

"I won't." Luke said as he walked into his brother's office, sat down on a chair, and waited for Nathan to get off the phone. He stared at his brother and shook his head, like usual, he had a huge scowl on his face, and he was yelling into the phone. "No comment! Look, at the present time, Illusions cosmetics is not prepared to comment on the latest campaign launch. Look, you'll be the first to know George, haven't I always given you the inside scoop? The minute I know I'll call you, I swear. Alright man, no problem." Nathan slammed the phone down and leaned back in his chair as he rolled up his sleeves, it had been a long day. "That's the seventh phone call from the press today Luke, this whole shit is going to blow up in our face."

"Nathan, relax dude and stop answering the phone, we do have a PR woman. Besides, it'll be over soon…"

"I can't relax! And it's not going to be over soon. We are two weeks behind schedule already and we don't even have the face of Illusions yet. Everyone is on hold. The photographer called me and told me if we don't start now, the prints might not be ready for the January launch. And don't even get me started on the campaign because we don't have one…"

"Hey asshole, don't start, okay, I can't start the campaign until I know who the face is and, hello, we don't have one yet. Mom wants Haley James, she's been trying to get a meeting with her but she is out of town and her people aren't returning phone calls. But she said she would get her meeting today, she walked into my office this morning and told me she would be gone and for us to be here at five to discuss it."

"Good, maybe she'll be ready to proceed with the original campaign, I think I can get Susan back on board, we might have to kiss a little ass… "

"Which you will because, when it comes to kissing British ass, well, you're the king, how is Hillarie by the way? Has she found the castle yet? Or are you going to build it? I know a great architect by the way? Maybe I'll call her and give her the number."

"Fuck you Lucas, get off my dick okay. Now lets get back to Susan, I know she wants it so I don't think she'll be that hard to get again, we can always offer her a bit more money, nothing too drastic, we have to stay within the budget of course , and she is really professional, not like Haley James, oh god, thank god mom can't get her. She's too much trouble, which we don't need…"

"OH god Nathan, don't fucking start, I can do this for the seventieth billion times or I'll strangle myself right here in front of you."

"Oh please, stop with your idle threats, besides, you know I'm right. Listen to this, I had Cristina get me some info on her when Mom told me that she wanted her. And I quote, this is from US Weekly, when Haley James travels she never does it alone, her 12 people entourage which consist of her own personal maid, doctor, body guards, stylist, and private chef all accompany her all over the world. During a stay in a swanky French hotel, while promoting one of her movies, Miss James demand that the studio rent the entire top three floors for a mere $20,500 a night, so she wouldn't be disturbed by other guest. Ugh, what a bitch…"

"Nathan relax, you can't trust everything you read… hello, remember mom…"

"Oh please, this is nothing like mom's whole little dilemma…"

"Are you kidding, little, it so wasn't little…"

"We're not talking about mom we're talking about Haley James. Oh, do you know that during the Grammy awards she is known for grabbing the most freebies. They set aside one gift bag for each nominee but she takes five, and I called Rick Levine, you know the photographer we worked with a few years back, he's worked with her, he told me that she is the ultimate bitch, she is always late, demands that everyone is quiet on the set, stops the shoot if her phone rings, and one of his assistant brought her a soda, she went off on him and demanded that they fire him because it wasn't diet."

"Oh god Nathan, I've worked with Rick, he is an asshole and one of the biggest liars. I've heard the complete opposite of her. I've heard she donates a lot of money to various charities and is active in raising money for her own. I heard that she is known for being professional, she is a perfectionist and …"

"And as of thirty minutes ago boys, she is the face of this company." Karen interrupted as she walked into Nathan's office with a huge smile on her face. Lucas stared at her as she walked over and gave him a huge hug, and, as usual, his mother looked amazing in a red pant suit that made her looked younger than she really was. "We got her Luke, we got Haley James." As she clapped her hands excitedly like a little kid on Christmas morning.

"Mom how? I mean. As of this morning you couldn't even get a meeting with her manager what's her name, River…?"

"Brooke Davis." Karen said as she walked up to Nathan and gave him a hug. "Oh. I got my meeting and I gave her the contract…"

"Wait!" Nathan said to his mother as he raised his arms up in disbelief. "You gave her the contract? Mom, you know our lawyers handle that, it gives us the edge…"

"Nathan, I told you I wanted her and I was going to do it my way, and guess what, it worked just like I told you it would."

"Nathan shut up let mom talk. Come on mom, tell us what happen."

"Well, I made her the deal of a lifetime. I walked into Brooke's office, who, by the way, is a sweetheart, and I pitched her. She looked over the contract, I told her what I was willing to give Haley If she signed on and she called me an hour later and asked me to meet them at Haley's apartment."

"OH GOD!" Nathan groaned. "You met her on her turf, not in our board room…"

Karen ignored Nathan and continued talking. "So I met her and I told her why I thought she would be perfect as the face of our company. I went over the contract, changed some things, added some more, gave her a figure and she is going to meet with you tomorrow, Luke, so you two can started figuring out the campaign…"

"WHOAH! Stop right there mom, what do you mean figure out? Why would she have any say in anything to do with the campaign? All she has to do is pose for a picture, that's all…and changes, what changes are you talking about? I made up that contract myself, what exactly did you promise Miss James?"

Karen opened her briefcase up, took out the contract, and threw it at her son. "Read it for yourselves and then give it to our attorney." Karen stared at Nathan and waited for one of his smart comebacks but there was none. He immediately began to read the contract. Karen rolled her eyes and focused her attention on her other son.

"Luke, sweetheart, we have to move fast on this. I want you to call Debbie up in Public relations and tell her to issue the statement I prepared last week, but to add the following, Haley James represents everything that Illusions stands for. She is strong, caring, and determined to succeed in everything she does. She is the equivalent of grace and elegance and Illusions is happy to have her join our family. Did you get all that?"

"Yep I got it, anything else?"

"Oh yes, please add that we …."

"MOM! " Nathan interrupted "Are you kidding me? This is a fortune… no, you cannot be serious, this has to be a practical joke…Luke man, mom's gone off the deep end."

Karen took a deep breath just to stop herself from slapping Nathan back into reality. "Nathan, I know its a lot of money but I want her and I got her. Listen to me, I have seen the figures and I also have a gut feeling ..."

"You cannot run a multi million dollar business on a gut feeling. You have just signed a contract that is going to run this company straight into the ground. Ten million dollars mom! You re paying her ten million to be the face, and twenty five percent of all sales of the products she promotes will go towards her charities, she has artistic control and Illusions will sponsor her tours, what else did you give her? Did you throw Charlie in the mix too? We should just hand her the whole company on a platter, she is going to own it by the time her contract is up."

"Oh Nathan!" Karen said laughing. "You such a drama queen, and, by the way, my gut feeling is the reason that you're sitting in that leather chair and I have more millions in the bank than I ever thought I would. If I hadn't followed my gut I would have never started this company. Now, I know how you feel about this project but I want to make it clear that I expect everyone, no matter their personal feelings to help me, into making this into the success I know it's going to be. Luke, you know what I want for the campaign and I think your idea about having the launch on New Years Eve is perfect and I think a grand party, something that this town has never seen, maybe a Russian theme with pictures of Haley wearing a winter ball gown with snow in the back ground is perfect. I'll have Ebbie get on it and start the guest list, 300 or more would be …"

"300 hundred or more, oh my god." Nathan exclaimed in disbelief. "What happen to the nice, simple, cocktail party? Mom …And on New Years Eve, it will cost a fortune. "

"Nathan, this is Haley James! When she posed for Dolce her 3 page spread layout made the profits of the company rise almost 65 percent that is huge. Now, I know that it seems like a lot of money we're spending..." Karen argued with her youngest son, she knew he was pig headed but she thought by know he would realize that there was a method to her madness.

"That's the underestimate of the year and Luke, if you don't back me up on this one, I'm going to beat your ass, you know I'm right, now tell her this is crazy. We can get out of the contract, there's got to be a loop hole…"

"Hell no, we're not getting out of this contract Nathan, you said so yourself, we're already two weeks behind and she can sue us for breach of contract. I read the contract and its iron clad, unless she violates…"

"Wait you read the contract and I didn't? Did I hear you right?" Nathan screamed out in disbelief, the fact that Luke had read the contract and he hadn't made him angrier than he thought it would.

"I read the contract because I actually looked at the figures and projections. On paper it looks good the overall profits are going to be awesome, if we do it right and take advantage of what Haley James brings to the pot. Sixty five percent is huge, and look Nathan, her albums sell like hot cakes, her movies always hit number one, and the buzz is she got the Oscar nomination and the win. She is known all over the world and the free publicity were going to get huge! Do you know what that would mean for our products! Now, I think mom is right …"

"Of course I'm right, and you know what Nathan, I don't have time to argue with you, so Luke, my office, oh, and Nathan, please get over this whole little tantrum by tomorrow morning because I want you at my side when I go to the press with the news, so get over it."

Karen gave her son one final smile before she walked out behind Lucas. Nathan stood up and shut the door. He walked back over to his desk and grabbed the contract and began to read over it again hoping to find something, anything that would get his company out of the clutches of Haley James. After about ten minutes a huge grin began to spread across his face "Bang! We have a loop hole."

He opened up his phone and hit the number six. "Hey Mike, its Nathan Scott, I have a job for you. I need you to follow Haley James, yes, you heard me right, Haley James. Yes, follow her, I want your people to get on it now. I want to know what she does, who she does, and I want pictures, the dirtier the better. I'll pay whatever you want, but get me the info as soon as possible, like yesterday. Now, I don't need to tell you this is between us, and you report everything to me, no one else. Good, I'm glad you understand me. Now, get me what I need."

Nathan hung up his phone and stretched out his arms into the air, it was just a matter of time before Haley James disappeared out of his and his company's life, and life would be back to normal.