He was right.

It was the truth.

That's exactly the kind of person he was.

And that was why Jessica had always wanted to break free from him, to escape.

"Yates, thank you," she said quietly.

"No need to thank me. I'm not letting you off easy, either. We're competing fair and square," Yates replied.

Timothy's voice was hoarse. "Alright."

Yates had made himself perfectly clear. If Timothy still refused to change, then he really would lose Jessica forever.

Jessica had compromised for Herbert's sake, for Vince's sake—because she always tried to do the right thing, always thought of others.

But he hadn't.

He only wanted what he wanted.

He couldn't bear the thought of losing her, so he kept trying to trap her at his side, ignoring her feelings completely.

"I'm hanging up."

"Yates, wait."

the call. "Can you tell me

it. You'll figure it out,"

stared at his phone as the dial tone hummed in

wanted him to figure

could work it out, couldn't

home. So where had she

He quickly

to check Mrs. Foster's bank statements—the card I used to transfer two hundred grand

I'll get on it right

Timothy paced anxiously, waiting.

feverishly promoting Jessica's film. She'd bitten her lower lip so hard it was bleeding, a metallic taste filling her

had

even from the trailers and clips circulating online, she could tell, as a professional, that

be everywhere

tightly her knuckles ached. She had worked so hard, but all anyone cared about

participated

had completely

ever have room for her in his

Sheila

you help

phone rang. She hurried over and saw Herbert's name

She picked up immediately.

film! Even at the early screenings, it's already a hit.

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