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.”

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

drop her like a hot potato now that she’s damaged goods. she’s nothing but a small–time actress, and with the cops grasping at straws, it’s likely to stay a minor

“Roxanne’s been strutting around the scene for years, and you just yanked the rug

“nished hers

tight;

out of the picture, he’s probably

about the production,

“Director Fitch was You can bet he’s figuring out a workaround. No producer’s gonna let their investment tank. Plus,

you–l love

up, “I’m not into cougars.”

to head to

“Got it!”

for days.”

dirty laundry aired for all to see:

smug smile, Quintessa’s eyes landed on a familiar

a post from 10 AM–a

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