Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 159

The drive back was quiet; Briony didn't say a word.

James glanced at her in the rearview mirror several times, noticing that she was staring out the window, lost in thought.

When they finally pulled up outside the studio, he killed the engine and turned to her.

"We're here," he reminded gently.

Briony snapped out of her reverie, ducked her head, and unbuckled her seat belt.

Just as she reached for the door handle, James caught her wrist.

"What did Stewart say to you?" he asked.

Briony looked back at him, her lips curving into a faint, distant smile. "There's a change in the contract. I haven't looked it over yet, but I'll go through it carefully when I get home."

James frowned. "Is that really all?"

She just smiled again. "That's all. I'm not staying late tonight. You should head home."

to have someone look over the agreement for

"Not for now."

that, James released

the car, slung her purse over her shoulder, and headed straight into the

watched her retreating figure until she disappeared into the

Private hospital room.

at the bedside,

the pillows, her uninjured hand holding her phone as she talked

Rosita. Even your fan club has shut down! This time, you really

sorry," Rosita replied, her voice soft and fragile. "But after all

almost apologetic. "Whatever losses I've caused the company, tally them up and I'll pay. Also, I have a termination

you sure about this? Even if you step away from the spotlight, as long as you keep your management contract, the company can always help you make a comeback in the

settled with Stewart," Rosita cut in gently. "He helped draft the termination,

Maxine knew there was no changing Rosita's mind. Reluctantly, she

her phone aside and turned her gaze to Lauren, still fumbling

but her knife skills

life of comfort and privilege—she'd never needed to do something as mundane as

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