The Cherished Wife

Winter handed the bottle back to Suzy in a flash. "Heading over."

Pethorn was a stickler for perfection, and by the time the shoot wrapped up, Winter was tired from working since dawn to late afternoon. However, she pulled through, and that's what counted in showbiz. Winter was running on fumes, but she proved she had what it takes when it came to her acting chops.

It was not until Winter settled into the backseat of the cozy van that she finally let out a sigh of relief. "I'm exhausted. Who knew Pethorn could be such a grouch?" She took a sip of water and glanced over at Suzy. "What's got your attention?"

"Oh, it's nothing big, Winter. Did you see that all that nasty buzz about you online is gone now? Everyone's just talking about your latest gigs now!"

"What?" Winter's eyes widened in surprise. "Let me see that phone!"

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the bigwigs finally made a move," Suzy said with a knowing smile. "Seems

you enough for sticking by me through all this!" She squeezed Suzy's hand. "When

we're besties, aren't we? And hey, now that the storm's passed, you can't keep crashing at the Shaws'. You need your own space, or the paparazzi will be on our tails

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my parents' place now that I'm married. This whole mess has finally blown over, and if the paparazzi get even a whiff of scandal from me again, they have a

to think about how Xavier had not trusted her when she needed him most

through Winter's mind, and she felt a twinge of discomfort remembering how close she came to being blacklisted by him. However, ske remembered his eventual

Winter!" Suzy's hand fluttered in front of