Zack had already glimpsed the ruthless calculation behind her sweet facade from that recording. He didn’t dare refuse and signed the contract.

Instantly, a smile spread across Yolanda’s face. “I’ll be counting on you to look out for Ian from now on,” she said smoothly.

This TV series was a huge project this year. While it was partly designed to push some stars, tens of millions had been sunk into the production.

At this point, the die was cast. No matter how uncomfortable Zack felt, with his weakness exposed, he wasn’t about to rock the boat.

Yolanda and Ian got into her car–a $600,000 Porsche, a wedding gift from Samuel two years

ago.

“Where do you live?” asked Yolanda.

Ian replied, “Willow Lane.”

Yolanda frowned. Willow Lane had no nice parts–just run–down houses, once called a slum. It was close to downtown, but the area was a mess.

Yolanda fell silent. She realized she didn’t know much about her studio’s only talent—or much about Megan’s marriage.

After what felt like forever, she said, “I’ll drive you home. You start filming in three days. I’ll help you get settled at first–find you roles, line up ads. Once your career takes off, Megan will

take over.”

Ian nodded. “Okay.”

The car pulled into Willow Lane and stopped where he lived. She looked at the alley–gloomy even in daylight–and felt a weird, uneasy twist in her gut.

Ian pulled on a mask and a hat and then got out

Yolanda followed him out. “I’m coming with you,” she said tersely,

Ian stood still, his back ramrod straight.

pouring all my time into you. If we sign more people later,

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looked down, tugged his mask a little

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downtown’s busy bustle, the streets here were potholed,

faded, but the area was clean. The lock was old. He pulled out his key

there was a tiny yard with a punching bag–covered in dents, like he used it a lot to blow off steam. The house itself was maybe 600 square

the only cup had over and over–even running boiling water over it before finally pouring some

he

in the living room, eyeing his tall, good–looking frame,

that the second he took off that mask, the entire room came to life. In this

out of the kitchen and set the cup of water down in front of Yolanda, who was perched on the narrow couch. “Here,” he

small smile. “No girlfriend right

shook his head.

If you do get one, tell me first. Your face will draw

the glass, but she didn’t take a sip. She was here with a purpose. “You live

the hospital.

past two years. You must’ve made some good money–so why

cheap,” Ian said, his eyelashes flickering. For once, his obedience had a

about your dad?”

agent, she had to ask–better to prep him now than let the gossip sites tear him apart later. After all, a talent’s entire life was exposed

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past her at the

skeletons I should know about?”

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