He was right.

It was the truth.

That's exactly the kind of person he was.

And that was why Jessica had always wanted to break free from him, to escape.

"Yates, thank you," she said quietly.

"No need to thank me. I'm not letting you off easy, either. We're competing fair and square," Yates replied.

Timothy's voice was hoarse. "Alright."

Yates had made himself perfectly clear. If Timothy still refused to change, then he really would lose Jessica forever.

Jessica had compromised for Herbert's sake, for Vince's sake—because she always tried to do the right thing, always thought of others.

But he hadn't.

He only wanted what he wanted.

He couldn't bear the thought of losing her, so he kept trying to trap her at his side, ignoring her feelings completely.

"I'm hanging up."

"Yates, wait."

"Can you tell me how she invested in

You'll figure it out," Yates said,

his phone as the

to figure

could work it out,

still at home. So where had she gotten

Timothy's eyes widened. He

Mrs. Foster's bank statements—the card I used to transfer two hundred grand to,

sir. I'll get on

Timothy paced anxiously, waiting.

about Timothy feverishly promoting Jessica's film. She'd bitten her lower lip so

really had fallen

the film herself, but even from the trailers and clips circulating

be everywhere in

fists clenched so tightly her knuckles ached. She had worked so hard, but all anyone cared

projects she'd participated in had ever reached

had completely

this... how could Timothy ever have room for her

phone, Sheila made

help me with

stepped out of the bathroom just as her phone rang. She hurried over

She picked up immediately.

at the early screenings, it's already a hit. I'm so happy for you,"

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