The room erupted with murmurs, frustration rippling among the staff and investors. It was clear they all agreed with Sarah.“And now you demand protection from us?” Sarah gave a bitter laugh. “You’ve gone too far, Vanessa.”Another investor leaned forward, voice sharp. “Listen carefully. We’ve lost
Krystal slid a folder across the table. “What else? Contracts. Not one, but dozens of them—partnerships between you and multiple labels. Almost all of them are demanding termination. And none of them want to renew with you. Do you know why, Vanessa? Because of your mess.”Vanessa slapped the folder
“Over the top,” Vanessa muttered under her breath. She stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom, studying her reflection for the third time. The long black coat she wore concealed the bandages wrapping her body—and more importantly, hid her from the eyes of reporters.“There’s no way
“I can’t just sit here. How long am I supposed to keep swallowing this?”The shrill ring of her phone cut through the air. She lunged for it, pulse leaping with desperate hope—James. It had to be James.But her heart sank when she saw the name glowing on the screen. Krystal.Her lips curled in irrit
“What time is it?” Vanessa groaned, the pounding in her head forcing a wince. The pain was sharp, relentless. The last thing she remembered was drinking straight from the wine bottle, muttering curses about Daven and Althea, along with a dozen other bitter ramblings.“Where’s James?” She searched th
“You’re going to love this, Chase,” Cale had said with a laugh before hanging up. Moments later, he sent the photo. At least now he knew one thing for certain—Vanessa Blake would not escape Althea’s lawsuit.“You’re finished, Vanessa Blake,” Cale muttered once he confirmed the picture had been deliv