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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followers on Twitter, and today Lizetta was trending for all the wrong reasons, but the

His tweets

in, at first wondering if

back at a

fan for 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

defense; their clout is off the charts! Liz, take

She never expected

Hamilton’s got game, a real stand–up guy! We can try get in touch with him,” Yolanda nodded in approval.

that weight in her chest was finally lifting. Thinking about Evelina probably seething was just icing on the cake for Yolanda; Hamilton was the

through her phone, hit some nasty

his shell, too guilty to respond, huh? Hamilton’s getting ahead of himself, meddling

money–grubbing hack composer; his

just blink if you’ve been kidnapped.]

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

more.

how things would unravel, and

got up to grab her laptop, “I’ll

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