Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 421

Everyone swapped looks, staying quiet. They could tell Jane was bluffing–hiding her freakout with bravalo. She was probably kicking herself for picking a fight with Nyx earlier.

Whoever could drag Marilyn out of retirement to manage Nyx would not let Nyx go short on resources Hurricane Tech’s Mr. Williams sure as hell didn’t have that kind of pull. Nyx wasn’t lying after all

The apartment buzzed with unease. Nyx settled into the van, closing her eyes for a quick nap, when her phone started buzzing like crazy in her pocket.

She didn’t want to check it—screen time in a car made her queasy–but it wouldn’t stop, so she grudgingly pulled it out Over a dozen unread messages–all from old dormmates, spamming friend requests through the company chat and stuff.

Scanning the names, none were close–some she didn’t even know, never spoken to. Now they were piling on, their motives crystal clear. Nyx ignored them all–didn’t approve a single one.

She opened the pinned company artist chat, ready to bounce, but saw they were going off about Dylan

[Holy crap! Check the livestream! More people are spilling on Dylan!]

[WTF]

[I knew Dylan was a pimp, but drugging too?]

[No wonder so many of his artists quit depressed.]

[He even smashed someone’s nose implant! My new nose just throbbed.]

[AAAAH he kicked a girl ‘til she miscarried!]

[I’m done. Thank god I’m not under him.]

[Same.]

[Dylan’s toast this time, right?]

[Hard to say–boss might cover for him. They’re tight.]

Nyx scrolled up through 99+ messages, slowed her exit, and decided to munch on this drama first. The ride from the dorm to her new place took about an hour. Nyx lurked in the chat, watching the mess explode.

It started with one of Dylan’s ex–artists popping off online–said Dylan forced them into a cash–for–sex deal with some bigwig, unwillingly.

Just a random nobody, and Dylan wasn’t famous, but the stream blew up anyway. More of Dylan’s victims joined in, spilling tea left and right–shocking stuff piling up, views snowballing to insane levels.

Oracle Entertainment had never been this hot. Seafarion didn’t want fame this way–things were spiraling out of his gr

Rich guys who’d dealt with Dylan started getting exposed one by one. People online jumped in, hyped, piecing together the year’s juiciest scandal.

Nyx clicked the list someone posted–sure enough, Mr. Williams was on it. The Williams Group was indeed no more.

[Cops are here–nobody’s saving him now.)

[We’re screwed, sisters–not just Dylan, Seafarion and company are tanking too. Jobless time!]

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nobodies, were sharp. After a bit of gossip, they sniffed out the company

to Nyx. Chat got cautious—Nyx mentions turned all praise, nobody daring to trash–talk her getting pimped to Williams like last night.

hit the police station,” she

the front passenger seat.

a rough idea what went down yesterday,” she said with a faint smile, like she had it all under control. “If they need you for a statement, I’ll let you know ahead of time and take

she’d handle everything–Nyx didn’t need to stress. The van parked in the underground garage–a short walk left

place Lancet arranged. About three thousand

and junk were crammed in the

got it! I’ll do

“Let us handle

box contents, their faces froze. Gavin kept it together, stayed quiet. Helly blurted out, “Where’d all this junk come

red as she bowed to Nyx. “I didn’t

I–I.”

www

mad–just amused. “It’s cool.”

it junk wasn’t wrong–it was beat–up but

old Earth life felt ages away, but this stuff yanked her back to her youth–like she was

something but held back, just looking

lunch. Nyx suggested ordering takeout together, but Gavin said he was a great cook -could handle her meals from now on, wanted to show off

make up for earlier. After checking everyone’s likes and no–gos,

sprinting–or maybe weightlifting. Assistant gig was a waste

to rest a bit?” Marilyn said, pulling her to the sofa. “Or check out some scripts first?”

handing Nyx a stack of papers. “Summarized the plots, marked roles I think suit you. Take a look–which one

and it’d She was not bragging about her clout–she’d been tapped by Lancet personally and knew

ers.

of ambition. She dug into the scripts seriously. Three–quarters through the first one,

rang.

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wood there, hands full of hulging bags. My thought she was a fast reader, but Helly

you get back so quick” Nyx got up to grab the

boss–you’re not strong enough. Ill take em in Helly insisted, holding tight.

forth, a soft click came–the neighbor’s door

over, surprised.

here too?” she said,

He started sweating buckets, wishing he could rewind thirty seconds and chop off his dumb hand for

“Coincidence? You’re funny, Lancet. Didn’t

hallway, two units–she was his only neighbor. She hadn’t thought much of it moving in, but now it hit her–someone

spot here,” Lancet said, eyes darting, fumbling through a laugh. He couldn’t figure why Seafarion insisted on moving here, secretly playing neighbor,

of hiding. What happened already happened–Seafarion was hot, loaded, and generous. Anyone landing that gig would be

thinking, but he followed

had lunch yet?” Nyx switched topics

was still tense and shook his head.

Nyx said, waving him over.

extra–more than enough for another person to

said, stiffly waving it off. “I’ve got

to hang with Nyx right

he’d thought. Those clear eyes staring him down–he felt totally seen

with a small smile, not pushing. “Come by when you’re free. I make decent cookies–next

it–Nyx knocking with cookies, him

with a grin, ducked back inside, and reported to Seafarion, asking what to do next. The door hadn’t shut earlier. Seafarion was in the living room, ears perked, listening the whole

real friendly with you,” he said after a