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“I wasn’t born yesterday, young lady.” She was still implying that the Robert brothers were paying me for something, and it made my skin crawl. I uncrossed my legs and stood up slowly, adjusting the waistband of my white pants and rolling my shoulders to release some of the tension in my muscles. I didn’t need to argue with her. I didn’t need to justify myself to anyone. If she had paid any attention to what I’d been doing over the past three years, she would already know that I earned good money from my writing.

I stood up, picked up my bag, and turned to leave when Isa held my hand. “Aria, please, we are trying to come up with a solution here. Meet us halfway atleast.” “I will find a solution myself.” I pulled my hand from her before walking out of the restaurant. It was hard; it was hard being a writer. I poured my fantasies into words; I just wanted everyone to find solace in my words, but now it’s all just about the money. If it doesn’t sell, it gets cancelled. Well, I will deal with that after talking to Liam… How dare he send me $10? Was that his way of telling me that I wasn’t worth even 2000?

"Hi there, it's Bella. I hope you're doing well. I wanted to reach out because I've been thinking about increasing my writing work. I know I haven't published much lately, but with my current circumstances, I could really use some extra income. Is there any way to take on more assignments or increase my pay rate? I'd be more than willing to take on additional work or explore new topics. Please let me know if there's anything I can do. Thank you." Her finger hovered over the "Send" button, hesitating for a moment before finally pressing it. She stared at the screen, her heart racing with a mix of hope and anxiety. Bella had always been reserved about her writing, keeping it separate from her

I'm writing something new under a new pen name: Shadow. I'm no longer under Vane Media. You've been my agent for years, fielding scripts they never knew about, and I trust you. But every dime I made went into their pockets. I'm practically at zero. I'm writing a highly commercial story to build cash fast. I'll get back to my usual style once I have enough money to survive. I need a big advance. Wire it to this new account. Details soon. - S. Sent. Blank document. Cursor blinking.

I sat back in my chair, staring at the contract. I wasn’t thrilled with it, and she could see that on my face. “What’s wrong?” She asked. “Fable Magazine is a multi-million-dollar publication, and they can’t pay you a dime for your hard work?” I asked, raising my brows. “And you agreed to that?” “They said I might make money eventually. But for right now, their focus is to get my name out there.” “No, their focus is to save a buck,” I said bluntly. “Tessa, if you want to be a professional writer, you need to establish a backbone and don’t get yourself taken advantage of.”

"Really!?" "Yes, it's true. You will be receiving your exclusive publishing contract tomorrow and your pay on your bank account. Since you wrote one hundred and twenty thousand words, you will get paid two hundred and fifty dollars or twelve thousand five hundred pesos." I paused a little and watched her beautiful reaction, then I followed up with, "Ah, don't celebrate yet." Mimo's facial expression became serious as she looked at me. "Why?" "You still have two more evaluations to pass for you to become our full pledge creative novelist permanently."

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“Ma’am, the money was sent to me as payment for a work I’ve made. Seeing as they’ve only sent that amount now, I assume they’ve divided it into installments.” “What kind of work?” Theresa immediately asked. At this moment, it was hard to divide her work and her curiosity as Estela’s acquaintance. If she had checked their system, she would be able to see the name of the sender instead of questioning how the people in front of her were able to get such an amount. “I did some work for Wordsmith Literature, I believe you can check it there.” ‘Wordsmith Literature? Isn’t that the name of a publishing company?’ “Is that the publishing company you are talking about?”

I shouted angrily at them, "Yes! I'm Shawn's mother. You broke into my house and assaulted me. Aren't you afraid that he'll come after you as payback when he finds out?" I thought revealing my identity would make Celine stop. But the way she looked at me grew even more hostile, and she burst into laughter. "Lying to get out of a beating now, are you?" she mocked. "Shawn has courted me for two years and never mentioned having a mother. Do you know what's the best part? When I met his family, you weren't even there. Is it because you knew how cheap you were as a kept woman that you didn't dare show up?"

Chapter 1 Lily’s POV Goddamn it, I need at least three hundred dollars tonight or I’m completely screwed for tomorrow get-together. How do I even ask for money? I muttered the words under my breath as I sat in my gaming chair, heart already beating faster from the mix of stress and that dirty thrill I always get right before I start a show. I grabbed the bottom of my tiny black crop top and yanked it down hard, forcing the thin fabric to barely cover my nipples.