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Chapter 64

Author: Crystal hart
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Zara collapsed onto her bed with a dramatic groan, phone already pressed to her ear.

It didn’t even ring twice before Kemi picked up.

“Well? I’ve been refreshing blogs like a maniac! What happened? Tell me everything, woman!”

Zara laughed, dragging a pillow under her head. “You’re so impatient.”

“Don’t play with me, Zara. Talk!”

Zara grinned, settling in. “Okay, so we got to the dinner—gorgeous space, full of major industry names. You would’ve loved the ambience, Kemi. Anyway, I was introduced to the agency founder, this tall, confident woman named Mirabel. She told me one of her international contacts wants to work with me.”

Kemi gasped. “Already? Girl, it hasn’t even been a full day.”

“I know, right?” Zara said. “So she brings out this contract, and everything looks great. I told her I want you to be my manager—and she actually said it’s a fantastic idea.”

“As she should!”

“But then she says they need someone to co-sign the agreement tonight. Like, immediately. Legal formality becau
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