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."

could end the call. "Can you tell

You'll figure it out," Yates said, and the line

the dial tone hummed

wanted him to figure

could work it out, couldn't

still at home. So where had

eyes widened. He quickly dialed

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

sir. I'll get on it right

Timothy paced anxiously, waiting.

scrolling through Twitter posts about Timothy feverishly promoting Jessica's film. She'd bitten

had fallen for

the trailers and clips circulating online, she could tell, as

would be everywhere in

jealousy, fists clenched so tightly her knuckles ached. She had worked so hard, but all

the projects she'd participated in had ever reached these

completely

this... how could Timothy ever have

her phone, Sheila made a

can you help me with

her phone rang. She

She picked up immediately.

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