Snow was falling heavily.

Yvette watched from a distance as Yara and Cynthia chatted. For some reason, her eyes began to well up with tears.

Ray stood beside her, holding an umbrella. Though he didn't know what was wrong with her, he could sense that she seemed sad.

Cynthia was about to explain that she was just an assistant when Yvette's voice came through her earpiece. "Cynthia, pretend to be me and talk to her."

Cynthia nodded and said to Yara, "Alright."

"Can I speak to you for a moment?"

"Okay."

The two of them went to a nearby upscale restaurant.

Yvette and Ray sat in the booth next to theirs, quietly listening to their conversation.

"Ms. Cameron, both Zoey and I love your music. Please name your price. I'll accept any amount as long as we can get exclusive rights for the song."

money, was now showing so much concern for her other daughter. Yvette felt

that my music

immediately relayed Yvette's words

you want, then? No matter what you

looked every bit like a devoted mother who

Zoey, so she continued, "Aren't you

She hadn't expected Cameron

it without

truly a pity. If you really want this song, I want you to dance

long

this

well that Yara had never stepped foot on

once wished on her birthday, saying, "I want Mom to

you are, asking me to dance? My body is out of shape. I

once she'd decided not to dance,

face fell when she heard those words. Eventually, she rejected Cynthia. "Can we discuss other terms? I've said that I would

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