Chapter 145

Quintessa was roused from her slumber by the gnawing pangs of hunger. She squinted at the clock; it was already nudging 1 PM.

She grabbed her phone and noticed two missed calls, both from Violet.

She quickly dialed her back.

The call got connected almost immediately, and Quintessa yawned, “Hey Violet, what’s up? Just woke up.”

Violet’s voice was tinged with excitement, “For the love of God, Quintessa, with the whole Roxanne scandal blowing up, how can you still be sleeping?”

Quintessa raked her fingers through her hair, “The bigger the mess is, the better I sleep. If things were quiet, then I’d be worried.”

saying she’s been set up. The cops are on it, but so far, they haven’t dug up much. Looks like they’re treating it as a regular solicitation

now that she’s damaged goods. she’s nothing but a small–time actress, and with the cops grasping at straws,

and you just yanked the rug out from under her. I swear, you’re holding all the

“nished hers

schedule’s tight;

fan. With her out of the

about the production, huh? Roxanne hadn’t

a workaround. No producer’s gonna let their investment tank. Plus, with Roxanne’s scenes cut,

you–l love you so

up, “I’m

up at 4 pm to head to the

“Got it!”

for days.”

laundry aired for

smile, Quintessa’s eyes landed on a familiar

a post from 10 AM–a single, striking image.

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