Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"It doesn't matter if I'm famous-what's the point if I don't have a management company? A few agencies have reached out lately, but you know as well as I do, all our songs were 'borrowed' from others. I'm afraid..."

Rosita was exasperated with Ottilie's lack of ambition, but right now, she

desperately needed money.

Rosita's eyes darted as she thought quickly. "Here's what we'll do: I'll recommend you to my company. You can sign with us, and then we can look out for each other."

"But... what if your boss finds out the truth?"

"Relax. I've already come clean to my agent. I told him we sourced those songs together from outside writers."

Rosita continued, "This kind of thing happens all the time in the entertainment industry. Given our current popularity, the company will definitely protect us-as long as we keep making money for them, they won't care where the songs came from!"

Ottilie couldn't help but feel tempted. "Really? Will you ask for me?"

"Of course."

Rosita pulled out her phone and called Bill right away.

out, Bill replied without hesitation, "Bring Ms. Kensington to the office later. The big boss

and beamed at Ottilie. "He's in. My agent wants us

You think the boss will really sign

vouch for someone, the boss will say yes." Rosita glanced at Ottilie's suitcase on the floor. "I'll leave the jewelry here. I'll also try to negotiate a

her arms around Rosita. "Rosita,

cousins-family. Of

her face alight

to hear Rosita would be taking

enough event to warrant extra care. "Should

Rosita

I get the best deal possible. If we show up with

"But-"

off with a stern look. "You know nothing about the business world! Rosita's made it

her head. "Sorry. I guess I'm

"Auntie, don't worry. Ottilie's like a

"You're the best, Rosita.