World Domination

Determined to rub salt into the wounds of your critics and adversaries, you give your royal scandal editors a pay rise fit for a king, and dub them with impressive sounding titles, such as "Royal Correspondent" and "Royal Scandal Commissioner".

This, you think, will send out a message that Larry Merlock is not to be trifled with. To your shock, however, every single article you receive for review the following day involves a celebrity doing some thing or other that they really shouldn't be doing. It reads like an upper-class soap opera!

Without ever intending to, you find yourself holding in your hands the very first issue of Women's Day (or a rough draft in any case). Your secretary Susan comes bursting in, just as you are agreeably flicking through the pages.

"We've had nothing but phone calls all day from people wanting to sell us stories about so and so's wife, or this and that's illegitimate daughter. It has got to stop!"

"And what on earth's wrong with that?" you think but don't say. Looks like It's time to make some decisions.
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