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."

call. "Can you tell me

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

as the dial

wanted him to

work it out, couldn't

still at home. So where had she

eyes widened. He quickly

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

get on

Timothy paced anxiously, waiting.

on her bed, scrolling through Twitter posts about Timothy feverishly promoting Jessica's film. She'd bitten her lower lip so hard it was bleeding, a metallic taste filling her

really had

without saying a word-had produced an animated feature. Sheila hadn't seen the film herself, but even from the trailers and clips circulating online, she

be everywhere

knuckles ached. She had worked

of the projects she'd participated in had ever reached these

had completely outshone

this... how could Timothy ever have room for her in

phone, Sheila made a

you help me with

as her phone rang. She hurried over and

She picked up immediately.

early screenings, it's already a hit. I'm so happy for you,"

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