Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 179

Gracia lay on the hospital bed, her wrist wound neatly bandaged, as pale as a ghost while the blood transfusion slowly replenished her strength.

Having sent the attending nurse away with a curt nod, Samuel closed the door quietly.

“Dad…” Gracia’s voice trembled as she looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears.

Samuel stood at the bedside, his expression a storm of emotions, watching his daughter. Suddenly, his hand flew up, and he slapped Gracia across the face with a force that nearly sent her tumbling off the bed. “You’ve shamed us beyond redemption! Does the Wright name mean nothing to you anymore?”

Gracia was stunned, her head spinning from the impact.

“What has gotten into you? Gracia is already hurt, and you hit her!” Lydia caught Samuel’s arm, her heart aching for her daughter.

“What good has she done in the past few months, Lydia? Do I need to spell it out for you?” Samuel’s voice was tight with anger as he turned to face Lydia.

One scandal came after another, each more embarrassing than the last!

his sensible, well–mannered daughter, never imagining she could be

family have ever given us

encouraging

made things worse was that Gracia’s two

pleaded with the producers, sick as he was, and they had offered a stark choice to either cut Gracia’s scenes to a mere

lead.

news at home but turned out to have been

opened her mouth to respond, but Samuel’s phone rang,

pulled it out and saw it was a call from the studio. Calming

the

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with

in our shoes, Mr. Wright. If one of your artists caused such a scandal, would you keep employing them?” The reply was

to be associated with someone caught up in tax evasion and award scandals. The regulatory board won’t approve Gracia. They say she’ll set a

of yourselves, and I’d suggest laying low for a