Chapter 145

Rumors started flying around the company like wildfire.

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“I heard she’s just here to cash in, and her connections are even scarier than Leon Cole’s. Now she’s talking about changing all our contracts from ten or twenty years to freaking thirty. She’s basically Leon 2.0.”

“Why can’t these people just go jump off a cliff or something? Why are we always the ones getting screwed? I was this close to only five years left on my deal, now it’s gonna be fifteen! Am I ever gonna see the light at the end of the tunnel?”

“I heard at her old company, she’d force the female talent to sleep with clients. If you didn’t do it, you’d get shipped off to Raventon.”

“Seriously? If that’s true, isn’t she even more ruthless than Leon Cole?”

“Guess I really did get my hopes up for her for nothing.”

As Yolanda walked past the top floor, she couldn’t help but feel all those resentful stares directed at her.

She assumed it was because she wasn’t moving fast enough. There was still plenty that needed reforming in Starlight, and she had to get a handle on all the rules before she could tackle anything real.

Yolanda had been working in the office until the evening, when she finally handed a folder to Walter, who was hovering behind her like her shadow.

“Print this out, and once you’re done, give it to Ms. Hall,” she instructed.

“Understood, Ms. Grant,” Walter said eagerly.

Walter Hudson was tall, standing nearly six–foot–three, but his fashion sense was… let’s just say it desperately needed help. He always rocked suit pants paired with a plaid shirt that looked straight out of a programmer

meme.

Yolanda’s gaze lingered over him before she let out a sigh. “Honestly, you should pick up some tips from online style bloggers. You’ve got a solid build–dress right and you’d be a total male model. Also, you really need to do something about your hair. And these glasses–are they prescription or what? The lenses look thick enough to stop a bullet.”

Yolanda leaned in and reached out, about to take his glasses off for a closer look, but Walter instantly backed

away.

‘He must be shy about his looks,’ Yolanda thought, deciding not to press it. “Just go print it,” she told him.

With that, she slung her bag over her shoulder and got ready to clock out for the day.

But the moment she stepped out of the elevator, some lunatic came barreling straight at her.

“Yolanda! Go to hell!” the person shrieked, their voice echoing with hatred.

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bottle flew at her, drenching her in a liquid with a sharp, acrid

Walter hauled her out of harm’s way and shielded her

a sickening sizzle in the air as the corrosive liquid

around them.

in shock when Walter let her go almost immediately, barely pausing before dashing toward the exit. “I’m heading to the hospital,” he

you!” Yolanda called out, but

you protecting her? Why defend that bitch? She’s even nastier than Leon Cole! She wants to bleed us dry, suck out

used to handling things solo. You deal with the rest,” he said,

left without

police and handing

attacker was dragged away, their eyes fixed on Yolanda with a venomous glare, like a snake

ever let you off! Even if I’m thrown in jail, there are plenty more waiting to take you down!” the

must be behind all

wasting another second, she headed back upstairs to

and when she saw Yolanda come in,

frowned, her gaze fixed on Mary. “What’s going on? It

were rimmed red and she bit her lip, glaring at Yolanda. “You’ve got the nerve to ask? Everyone knows about those new contracts you’re pushing–they’re even nastier than Leon Cole’s! I actually thought you

Mary barked, “Shut it!”

talent instantly clammed up, her breath hitching with a shaky

realized–someone must’ve been egging them on from behind

message threads, and sure enough, the

those brothers weren’t amateurs. In the group chat, they never spelled anything out

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bother joining the group chat. Instead, she went straight to the company’s website and posted an announcement

new contracts for our talent. If there’s anything unfair or out of line, it’ll get fixed–but it’s

a screenshot and sharing it in the

hoping things might actually change; others just kept

the young talent blurted out, “If you really are

the doorframe, her voice

apology. Instead of saying sorry, try actually thinking for once. Don’t let yourself get played as

trouble, letting themselves get stirred up and causing havoc at the

the

burned with embarrassment, but she couldn’t

glance–she strode out, her figure disappearing

at Mary. “Ms.

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