Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 421

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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bottom–tier nobodies, were sharp. After a bit of gossip, they sniffed out the company got targeted–probably ‘cause

tie it to Nyx. Chat got cautious—Nyx mentions turned all praise, nobody daring to trash–talk her getting pimped to Williams like last night. Nyx saw friend requests piling up, flipped on do–not–disturby, closed the app, and stuffed her phone back in her pocket.

police station,” she said, thinking

Marilyn turned from the front

rough idea what went down yesterday,” she said with a faint smile, like she had it all under control. “If they need

didn’t need to stress. The van parked in the underground garage–a short walk left

checked out the new place Lancet arranged.

pajamas, toiletries, and junk were crammed in the boxes. She cracked

I’ll do it!” The assists)

“Let us handle it!”

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

she’d screwed up, face red as she bowed to Nyx. “I didn’t mean it

I–I.”

www

mad–just amused.

did clash hard with this plebe. Calling it junk wasn’t wrong–it was beat–up but usable, and she wasn’t

away, but this stuff yanked her back to her youth–like she was really

something but held back, just looking at Nyx with a touch more sympathy.

settled–it was past lunch. Nyx suggested ordering takeout together, but Gavin said he was a great cook -could handle her meals from now

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

built for sprinting–or maybe weightlifting. Assistant gig was a

to the sofa.

pulled these from the latest batch,” she said, handing Nyx a stack of papers. “Summarized the plots, marked roles

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

ers.

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

rang.

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of hulging bags. My thought she was a fast reader, but Helly

you get back so quick” Nyx got up

strong enough. Ill take em in Helly insisted,

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

over,

live here too?” she said, squinting slowly.

could rewind thirty seconds and chop off his dumb hand for opening the door.

funny, Lancet. Didn’t you set up this place

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

through a laugh. He couldn’t figure why

liked Nyx, he should just be frank about it instead of hiding. What happened already happened–Seafarion was hot, loaded, and generous. Anyone landing that gig would be laughing all the way–nobody’d

get what Seafarion was thinking, but he followed orders. Seafarion’s

switched topics out

and shook his head.

cooking,” Nyx said, waving him over. “Want

extra–more than enough for another person to join.

stiffly waving it off. “I’ve

too guilty to hang with Nyx right

clear eyes staring

when

knocking with cookies, him gone, just

nodded with a grin, ducked back inside, and reported to Seafarion, asking what to do next. The door hadn’t shut

friendly with you,” he said

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