Yolanda was unfazed. She pulled out her phone and acted like she was dialing the police.

Henry’s eyes went wide with panic. “You bitch! What the hell are you doing?” he shouted.

Gamblers like him were terrified of cops. He’d only come after Megan because he owed a mountain of debt.

He shoved past the guards and locked eyes with Yolanda, his gaze wild and menacing. “Just you wait,” he snarled. “You’ll regret this.” Then he spun and stormed off.

Yolanda pressed her lips together and tucked her phone away. She hadn’t called the police. When it came to studio, she preferred to handle things quietly.

She took a deep breath and turned to the doctor. “How is Megan?”

“Out of the woods. She just needs rest–lots of it,” the doctor replied.

Yolanda nodded. Just then, the ER doors slid open, and Megan was wheeled out toward a room downstairs.

Yolanda followed, sitting by the bed.

Ten long minutes later, Ian stepped in and held out a can of bruise spray.

Yolanda paused for a moment and then took it. “Thanks. Listen, with Megan out, I’ll go with you to sign the contract tomorrow morning. After that, you’ll head to set. You’re a great actor -I’ll find more roles for you.”

“Got it,” Ian whispered, his gaze sticking to her. She looked fragile, like she might break, but her eyes were bright, sharp with resolve.

Since the doctor said Megan wouldn’t rouse until morning, Yolanda stood up and said to Ian, “Let’s head back. Work comes first.”

Just as they stepped outside the hospital, Yolanda clutched her stomach and doubled over, fighting the urge to puke.

Ian hesitated for a moment. “I’ll drive you home.”

Sweat beaded on Yolanda’s forehead. She managed a weak smile. “No, it’s fine. Go rest when you get back. Wait-”

Before she could finish, a gust of wind whipped by.

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“Bitch, you

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call the cops on me?” Henry roared, swinging a stick at

but suddenly

caught the stick mid–swing and kicked

stomach and spit up blood, his face pale. “You two will regret this!”

over, grabbing Ian’s hand. “You

checked his hand carefully, saw no marks, and let out a relieved sigh. “Don’t step in front of me like

twitched. He

his good looks. She pulled her hand back.

once the door shut. Her

at Moonbay Estate. As she stepped out, a sick feeling settled over her. Still, she dragged herself forward and unlocked the

lights were on. Charles sat on the couch, the air

entryway. As she bent down, a sharp pain knifed through

back to the living room,

he got. She stayed where she was, waiting for him

papers down. “Tough week?” he asked. “Is that why you’re

froze, her eyes

on his every word, he never gave me a second thought. Now that I’ve let go and pulled back,

grabbed the

and finally said, “Yolanda,

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her voice stayed calm. “I already told

before, you

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cold metal seeping into her skin like a knife.

for,” she smiled icily. “I was stupid to think that

many times have you said that, Yolanda? Let’s not

an arm around her waist. Only then did he notice that

his fingertips and spoke softly, “The baby

herself for loving Charles too much–too openly –so no one believed she’d ever walk away. Besides, she was from the Grant

fighting, realizing nothing she

and gently pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. The touch was

tomorrow and apologize,” he said softly. “Yolanda–you’re

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