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."

concern for her other daughter. Yvette felt like her throat was being

"Tell her that my music isn't

Yvette's words

looked a bit embarrassed. "What do you want, then? No matter what you ask for, I'll find a

looked every bit like a devoted mother who loved her

Yara would go for Zoey, so she continued, "Aren't

somewhat flattered. She hadn't expected Cameron to

admitted it

sentence left her completely frozen. "At the age of 25, you ended your dance career, which is truly a pity. If you really want this song, I want you to dance in

long

why Yvette would want this middle-aged woman to dance. What

never stepped foot on stage or danced even once since she'd given

wished on her

you think you are, asking me to dance? My body is out of shape. I said I'd never dance again

she'd decided not to

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

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