Percival gestured reassuringly for Vivienne to walk in.

Griffin didn't give a damn, shot Audrey a glowering look, and shoved open the door to let Vivienne in, "Grandpa's in your hands now, Vivienne."

Vivienne stumbled a bit from the push. Thankfully, her footing was solid, or she might have ended up face-first on the floor.

Talk about unexpected. No wonder she caught Leopold's eye. Both of them had a way of taking you by surprise.

Meanwhile, Kala was holed up at home.

When Darren got back from wrapping up some work outside, he walked in to find her chilling and watching TV, "Kala, you alright? All that online drama sorted out?"

Kala popped a potato chip into her mouth, "Not even close."

"So, you're just... chilling?"

How could she be so laid-back?

Ronald came out of the kitchen with a fruit bowl in his hands. "Don't mind her. She's been like this since she got back from the studio. Vivienne called earlier. The agency's taking over the whole mess, told her to take a few days off. Kala's over the moon."

"Well, she's happy, at least."

Darren was exasperated. "The agency's swamped. Ramona came prepared; high-def videos are all over the net, and the trolls are practically crashing the platforms with their venom."

As he spoke, he couldn't even understand. "I'm baffled, really. What's your beef with Ramona that she'd set up such a scheme to target you?"

"She's not after me." Kala finally tore her gaze away from the screen. "She's trying to drive a wedge between me and Vivienne, though I can't fathom her endgame."

a lousy actress," Kala spread her hands

impressed. "That's my cousin. I thought you were gonna be

more than enough of

the biz first

info on her was neat and tidy: parents

the cutthroat entertainment industry was baffling, not just to others but

Darren's take. "Seems like our adversary

groundwork for a while now. Probably

Kala

came to talk to Ronald, they kept their conversation private

of it and was largely in the dark about what Vivienne and

out of touch for ages. Are you guys into something I don't know

loss for words. Revealing

and

Meanwhile, at CK Penitentiary.

there was a bed, a desk, and even a coffee table set with

grave,

recognized by those who knew him when he was alive, his face always wearing a

if anyone were there, they'd see his eyes weren't focused at all. They were

flawed prototype of the androids developed by Ronald, capable of

solely due to Leopold's morbid sense

a decoy might

that, at this point, no one from GTO would risk their life for someone who

thinking,

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