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.

Twitter. The Internet

spots

claiming

affable ties with Roxanne now

be dragged into the quagmire.

explosive news didn’t need any push; it naturally blew up on it

could rest easy. Her night’s

on the road. “Does

make you feel this

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

drove on in silence.

in an uproar, the entertainment industry shaken, while Quintessa dozed off comfortably in Tyrone’s

having driven through the night,

was April, and the morning sun in Emberbrook was particularly inviting. Quintessa opened her eyes to the hustle

traffic.

with more cars and taller buildings. But

no longer feel the warmth of the

over to the curb, “I’m starving. I’m

not looking at him.

car with a pout. There was a breakfast shop not far, with a queue

a

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