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 like her

instructed Cynthia, "Tell her that my music isn't for sale at any

immediately relayed Yvette's

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

looked every bit like a devoted mother who loved her

see how far Yara would go for Zoey, so she continued, "Aren't you Yara Cadwell, the

She hadn't expected Cameron to recognize

admitted it without

of 25, you ended your dance career, which is truly a pity. If you really want this song, I want you to dance in public. As long as you dance, I'll grant you exclusive rights to the

long

Yvette would want this

stepped foot on stage or danced even once since she'd given birth to

wished on her birthday, saying, "I want

me to dance? My body is out of shape. I said

decided not to dance,

rejected Cynthia. "Can we discuss other terms? I've said that I would never dance again."

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