ログインNicholas is leaning heavily against the wall, looking entirely bewildered, while Owen is standing a few feet away, swaying slightly with his hands shoved in his pockets. "It... it attacked me," Nicholas mutters, pointing a shaky finger at the debris. "The vase. It moved. I’m certain of it." "You’r
"A toast!" Nicholas announces, his voice booming off the mint-green walls as he hits his fork on his glass. "To the slaughter that occurred in court today. I have seen many things in my life, but I have never seen a man dismantle his own life as efficiently as Deckard did this morning. To Sydney’s f
"He froze every single one of my personal accounts, leaving me with zero access to the money I earned long before I met him," I say, looking at the judge. "And when I didn't crawl back, the threats started. He told me he’d ruin my reputation with every studio in the city. He said I’d never work in t
"Tell me, Mrs. Newton," Henderson, Deckard's lawyer, begins. "Did you ever actually see my client and his stepmother, Georgia, in bed together? With your own eyes?" This is our first court proceeding, and honestly, it's a more intimidating experience than I thought it would be. I swallow hard, my
"Enjoy the spotlight while it lasts, Sterling," Lydia’s voice carries across the quiet set with malice. "Once the producers realize you're more trouble than you're worth with this divorce case going on, you'll be dropped so fast your head will spin. You're a temporary fix for a permanent vacancy."
Sarah slips into my office like a criminal, her eyes sharp at me like she's expecting someone else here. Well, what I asked of her could cost her her license, so I guess it's fair that she's this alert. She doesn’t say a word at first, just holds out a small, airtight plastic bag. Inside lies a ble







