Chapter 122

The woman suddenly regretted being a chatterbox and wanted to make a quick exit, but Remington started descending the stairs.

“What happened here, you said?”

The guy was tail as a tree, casting a big shadow as he came down the steps.

The woman went pale, wanted to bolt, but felt like she was in the crosshairs of a predator. Clamming up seemed like a one–way ticket to an even worse fate.

With nerves making her gulp, she stammered out the whole story.

Lizetta got home, freshened up, shot the breeze with Yolanda for a bit, and then headed to her room.

She was about to hit the hay when Yolanda barged in, phone in hand, “Liz, Hamilton’s got your back on Twitter, check it out!”

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She flopped onto the bed and thrust the phone at Lizetta.

There it was, Hamilton’s tweet.

[300 grand to book Maestro Adagio for a new song debut, please bless me with your presence.]

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was trending for all

His tweets

in, at first wondering if he was throwing

then Hamilton clapped back at a

two years. Chill, folks, I don’t joke about my i

idols.]

down five minutes ago, and five minutes later, Lizetta’s Twitter was besieged by Hamilton’s fans.

to your defense; their clout is off the charts!

it all, her feelings a mixed bag. She never expected Hamilton. to pull something

guy! We can try get in touch with him,” Yolanda nodded in approval.

trolls all day, that weight in her chest was finally lifting. Thinking about Evelina probably seething was

scrolled through her phone, hit some

huh? Hamilton’s getting ahead of

no–talent, money–grubbing hack composer; his play is

if you’ve been kidnapped.]

planned to respond tomorrow, but Hamilton’s public support stirred the pot even

more.

speak up now, who knew how things would unravel, and she couldn’t drag him into this mess.

got up to grab her laptop,

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