The Kiss that Sparked it All

“Pollock, there’s been a bit of a hiccup at home, and my dad is kind of in a foul mood, so he might come off a bit cold. Don’t take it to heart, okay?”

Pollock stopped in his tracks, shooting Sheila a disdainful glance. His once gentle and doting demeanor was gone, replaced by indifference, as he coldly stated

“Ms. Mendoza, you’re reading too much into this. Why would I be upset with your dad? You should hurry back and be with your parents!

Sheila was hit hard by this: “Are you saying you don’t want to deal with me anymore?

Pollock, with a stony face, replied. “We ain’t blood related, so why make a fuss about dealing or not dealing with each other? Move aside, I’ve got stuff to dor

Sheila was now panicking, cautiously probing. “What about my leading role?”

your previous work, your acting is so–so, and your lines ain’t great. There’s no way my

just walk away! You promised me the

your mom hadn’t lied to me from the get–go, saying you were my daughter, I wouldn’t have promised you the leading role

that, Sheila lost her only lifeline. How

this business, this movie with Pollock was

saying he didn’t need her anymore, how was she supposed to

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about it, the less she can accept this outcome. So, Sheila looked around to make sure no one’s watching, then turned to Pollock, dropping to her knees and grabbing his pants leg as

mom only said what she said to keep Arnold calm, you can’t just believe her so easily! We even had

in this situation. He’s somewhat shaken. “You, get up! What are you doing kneeling

you’re my real dad. If you don’t acknowledge me

okay, get up, we can