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."

you need me to have someone look over

"Not for now."

James released her

the car, slung her purse over

disappeared into the elevator, then finally started the

Private hospital room.

the bedside, awkwardly

the pillows, her uninjured hand holding her phone as she

Even your fan club has shut

voice soft and fragile. "But after all

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

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

with Stewart," Rosita cut in gently. "He

involved, Maxine knew there was no changing Rosita's mind. Reluctantly, she agreed and hung

turned her gaze

but her knife

never needed to do something as mundane as peeling fruit herself. Today, she was clearly trying to

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