Chapter 139

in just over an hour, all the “Yumors” became reality, and Roxanne’s agency and her fans were slapped across the face.

When the press tried to reach out to Roxanne’s agent and the agency for comments, the unanimously response was a stonewalled “No

Comment

Of course, there was nothing they could say; the situation had spiraled beyond the reach of any PR salvage.

As for Roxanne’s connections, her agent was on the phone pleading for assistance.

The reply was brief. “I paid good money thinking I was sponsoring a rose, not realizing it was a thorn bush. I haven’t cut her off, isn’t that enough? And now you want me to bail her out?”

All this was part of Quintessa’s scheme. Wealthy benefactors showered starlets with money for the novelty, the beauty, and the bragging rights.

But once a starlet’s shine was dulled by scandal, especially of this sordid nature, who would want to associate with her?

Quintessa scrolled through her feed. Roxanne had monopolized the top five trendi her indecent photos.

on Twitter. The Internet

spots

claiming

had previously shown affable ties with Roxanne now quick

be dragged

any push; it naturally

Quintessa could rest easy. Her night’s work had

a full tank, Tyrone got back on the road. “Does

you feel this good?”

I succeeded. I have every reason to feel good. My joy is built on

and drove on in

entertainment industry shaken, while Quintessa dozed off comfortably in

dawn broke, Tyrone, having driven through

was particularly inviting. Quintessa opened her eyes to the hustle and bustle

traffic.

more cars and taller buildings. But to Quintessa, it felt more barren than

heart was cold; she could no longer feel the warmth of the city.

“I’m starving. I’m going to grab something to

not looking

car with a pout. There was a breakfast shop not

frowning at the long line of about a dozen people;

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