Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 427

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The air went dead still. Lancet swallowed hard, sneaking a peek at Seafarion–even braced for it, that icy glare still jolted her.

The meeting broke off–Seafarion apologized and bailed, and everyone totally got it. After all, he was finally in love after so long, only for his girl to get messed with by some jerk. No way he’d sit still.

It was over two hours from the office to the set–Lancet told the driver to take a shortcut, bumpy as hell but faster. He could feel Seafarion’s rage hitting the roof–if they didn’t hurry, it’d be bad.

On set, Terry had cooled off some, arms crossed, sitting in a chair. Joanna seized the moment, pouring him an iced coffee, patting his chest to calm him down. “Take it easy.”

She couldn’t believe Nyx had turned Terry down flat–didn’t even give him an inch, just pissed him off. She was too young, too proud–didn’t get that some big shots she couldn’t cross, only obey. The obedient ones sailed smooth in this biz- defiant ones, Terry could tank with a word.

Thinking of Nyx screwing herself out of the running, Joanna’s gloom flipped to glee–she nearly cackled out loud. On the surface, she kept up the sweet act, suggesting to Terry, “How about I go talk some sense into her for you?”

“Talk sense?” Terry laughed coldly. “Is being with me some awful fate? She’d need convincing for that? This is a golden ticket tons of girls begged for!”

“Go tell Nyx I’m giving her one last shot,” he said, his face darkening, ordering Joanna, “Tonight, before ten, Galactic Hotel, Room 2131–be there.”

All the humiliation Nyx caused him, he’d make her pay, little by little. “Tell her if she doesn’t show, she’s on her own.”

He thought, ‘Clueless little thing–once she loses her gig and the scandals hit, she’ll come crawling, but I’m not that patient. Miss the deadline, and begging wouldn’t help.’

Joanna had just thrown it out there to look big–hearted for her sugar daddy–now stuck with a job, she fumed. After all this, he was still giving Nyx a chance.

She grudgingly agreed, then turned and jumped, “Z–Zachary!”

Not just Zachary–the set’s crew, security, actors, staff–they all stood there in a big, dark crowd, like they’d come to back Nyx up. Joanna shrank back fast.

“If it’s business you want, talk to me–not my artist.” Marilyn stepped forward in heels, handing over a card. “I’m Nyx’s agent.”

The place erupted in shock at Marilyn’s announcement. They’d filmed this long and had no clue Nyx’s agent was the famous Marilyn Bond.

Whispers of disbelief buzzed around–Marilyn sighed softly to herself. It was all because Nyx kept such a low profile, hating the spotlight and gossip, so she hadn’t stuck around set during filming.

Even Zachary, who’d wanted to look out for her, backed off when he saw she didn’t like special treatment.

Nyx was gentle, kind, got along great with the crew and extras–blended in so well, like a total newbie with no backing, that someone actually dared to mess with her.

“Marilyn?” Terry’s face shifted, “You’re back in the game?”

Marilyn quit years ago. He hadn’t heard a peep about her return. Terry frowned, glaring at Joanna. She panicked. She’d only just found out, too.

it was too late. She realized she barely knew Nyx–assumed she was some nobody with no clout,

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Marilyn a bit, testing the waters. “If I recall, years back, tons of folks tried to pull you back in,

her clients was huge. Still, it made sense. The industry shifted fast–even the best faded after a long break, and climbing back up

after all–years abroad for her kid, no room left for her here. Ending up in this sorry state tracked, too–those big offers were probably

Someone offered me a better deal to manage Nyx. The pay was

care for her daughter, something

grinned, fake as hell. “The biggest names

that kind of juice, she shouldn’t have settled for a small role. She’d be

away, chin up, “Whatever it is, I’ll top it.

He gave Terry a pained look, “This is a film

one could stop it. If both sides were willing, he wouldn’t meddle. But pulling power

heavy with meaning, “You’re young, successful, a real standout–but remember: there’s always someone bigger

“You saying someone tougher’s got Nyx’s

has a backer, either they don’t care much, or they don’t have the power- sticking

me,” he said,

forehead, laughing bitterly. Total speechlessness could really make you crack up. He usually didn’t ruffle feathers, gave everyone a bit of respect–but right then, he wanted to boot

you’re asking what’s what–Seafarion and Cosmic Entertainment, which one’s more

his kept girl, but Zachary still smelled something fishy. It was just a hunch–he wouldn’t have pulled that card if Terry wasn’t such a pain.

thunderclap name threw Terry hard–once it sank in, he

a shred of gossip sense knew Seafarion’s love life was a blank slate–no woman ever spotted near him. There was no way

and Nyx–two people who’d never cross paths in a million years.” Terry shook his head, clicking his tongue. “Or what, you pimped her out to him? He didn’t flip on

green with rage, he felt even smugger, pressing on. “Why not

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bother with this?”

cut in from the door. “Terry, watch

suit, looking every bit the part. But no one spared him a second glance—all eyes locked on the man in the wheelchair he pushed. White hair, pale eyes–like he was carved from

snow.

that flawless face couldn’t be imitated. He didn’t show up

spat out. Good thing, good thing he hadn’t trashed Seafarion. He could still

before he could speak, Seafarion’s ice–cold voice hit him. “Which hand did

paled, horrified. Seafarion was really here

didn’t know she was yours,” he stammered, raising both hands with a weak laugh, “I didn’t touch