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.”

that someone spiked her drink, 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

goods. she’s nothing but a small–time actress, and with the cops grasping

hide her thrill, “Roxanne’s been strutting around the scene for years, and you just yanked the rug out from under her. I swear, you’re

“nished hers

tight; what’s the plan?”

of the picture, he’s probably

“But what about the production, huh?

Quintessa reassured her. “Director Fitch was You can bet he’s figuring out a workaround. No producer’s gonna let their investment tank. Plus, with Roxanne’s scenes cut, mine will

love you so

“I’m not into

off. Manny’s picking you up at 4 pm to head to the

“Got it!”

for days.”

laundry aired for all to see: school thefts, sugar

browsing with a smug smile, Quintessa’s eyes landed on a

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

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