Chapter 110

Was this what they called no talent? Just average?

Evelina wasn’t fool; she insisted on Lizetta’s tunes even if it cost her 200 grand per play.

Yolanda was fuming, pounding the bed, “The haters don’t even bother to get to know your before they start throwing shade! Ugh! I feel like grabbing a kitchen knife and going after that Bitch Evelina!”

Lizetta tried to calm her down, “Chill, I’m not even sweating it.”

Was anyone made of stone here? Could one really brush off getting dragged by so many people?

Grabbing her phone, Yolanda said, “I gotta check if that trending topic was paid for, see if we can get it pulled down.”

Yolanda had got some clout, studying at the film academy and always on movie sets. She got the lowdown pretty quick, hung up, and got even more pissed.

Lizetta had a hunch, “Remington’s doing?”

Yolanda’s eyes were blazing, “The Dashiell Group ordered the hit. They want it up for two days, no takedowns allowed.”

Lizetta saw this coming. How else would a arranger like her hit the trending topics and catch so much flak without someone pulling strings?

“Liz, stop smiling. If you wanna cry, just cry it out. You holding it in is freaking me out,” Yolanda gave her a hug.

steel. These past four years with Remington sitting on his hands, she’d weathered her share of high society’s whispers and even battled mild depression a couple years back, finally clawing her way

my fair share of face–to–face slander, so why should online hate faze me? Besides, not everyone gets

never cashing in on it, treating it like a haven for your

before she cracked a slight smile, “Yolanda, do you

head; Lizetta never told her.

her lips slightly, “That stormy night fourteen years ago, when Remington brought me into the

isn’t your dream of music and dance, but Remington?

with a smile, a mix of relief and desolation.

Full circle, it’s fate.

felt she was breaking inside. Who knew if Remington

rang. It was Cedric. Lizetta frowned, hesitated, but answered anyway. After all, Cedric

“Cedric?”

magnetic male voice that came through, “Unblock me! And come to

your sister anymore. What

“As

husband, Mrs.

he never acknowledged her status. Now that she was letting

to be your Mrs. Dashiell

Starlight Group President’s

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