Gillian's scream pierced the silence of the night, startling her from her dreams into a gasping reality as she fell to her knees on the floor, breath heaving in her chest. "Mr. Ellington, Mr. Ellington..." She gasped.

Patrick rushed to his daughter's side, steadying her with a firm grip. "Gillian, are you alright?" He asked, concern written all over his face.

Confusion clouded Gillian's eyes as she noticed the cluster of people around her, her last memory of being tucked into bed by Percival, wrapped in a cozy comforter. She was quick to react, though, sobbing as she collapsed into her father's arms. "Dad, I... with Mr. Ellington, we've already... We've..."

Her words hung in the air, leaving an unspoken understanding among the gathered crowd.

The sight of a naked beauty would test any man's resolve, and poor Yannick had been dealt a rough hand, his legacy usurped by another.

A flicker of rage crossed Patrick's eyes as he turned to Percival, his voice rising in anger. "Percival, what do you have to say for yourself? You animal!"

Mara quickly came to the defense. "Mr. Patrick, there were drugs in the room. It was not intentional; it was the drugs that took control. Just think about how Gillian was acting!"

Gillian clung to her father's hand. "Dad, I remember bits and pieces. Mr. Ellington saved me from Yannick. We tried to leave, but... I smelled something strange. Even though my mind was clear, our bodies would not listen...

It's not Mr. Ellington's fault. It's all Yannick's doing. Really, it's not his fault."

Tears streamed down Gillian's face as she clutched the blanket. "Dad, I'm so ashamed."

Mara, with tears in her eyes, looked at Percival. "Bro, it was Gillian's first time. You can't just abandon her."

Patrick was at a loss, torn between anger and the need to comfort his daughter. He looked at Percival with a mixture of anger and pleading. "Mr. Ellington, given the circumstances, if you don't take responsibility, Gillian will have no future."

"Yeah, Percival, we can't just leave things like this."

Their performance could have outshone even the likes of Meryl Streep and Anthony Hopkins.

Vivienne smirked. "Ms. Ashford, ever heard of Rainbow Entertainment? If you're interested in signing, I'll have someone contact you."

cry on cue, immerse herself

was a money-making machine, not

"Vivienne, just how broke are

"Utterly, completely, and absolutely

ask Vivienne how much she loves money." Vivienne: "Utterly, completely, and absolutely in

her tears. "Ms. Hawthorn,

to give you another shot?" Vivienne's lips curled in amusement as

anger passed through Gillian's eyes. "Vivienne! I know you're upset about me and Mr. Ellington, but I would never lie about my

Mara. "Are you absolutely sure what Gillian is

she could not change

I believe Gillian. And it's true, Percival was the only one there. Now

I have

sleek tablet that was not available on the market,

idea where

tapped the screen a few times, and soon, a high-definition video

away, and I'll place the hallucinogenic drugs in the room. Once I've had my way with Mr. Ellington, we can blame it on Yannick. All you need to do is bring my dad and the others over,

Mara's conversation, even filtering out the background noise so every word was

Gillian nor Mara could have anticipated that their private

felt the weight of shame. His daughter had drugged a man to offer

reputation would

been present from the start of Yannick's troubles but had kept

chance for a counterattack, perhaps even to implicate Gillian instead of

had drugged Gillian or not. Thus, they could totally say that Gillian and Mara

Percival and Vivienne, it looked like their chance for revenge would have to

priority was

and pushed her way

fury. "I knew there was no way he'd just pass out for no reason. You're scared of getting caught, so you knock him out? Well, let's see how you like a taste of your own

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