First, his hands started to tremble. Then his eyesight became blurry, and he ran his hands through his hair, tugging at it painfully. The sharp sting of pulled strands did nothing to ground him back to the painful reality of his life.The photos were not all that were sent. There was a link. Against his better judgement, Lucas opened it and if possible, he felt worse than before. The numbers stared back at him, mocking and undeniable.Miyu had four new songs which just dropped and were all in the top ten songs on the chart. Not just one. Not two. Four. All of them. Dominating the charts like she had never left while Selene’s song was nowhere to be found.He opened his eyes and looked again. Her songs were still there, trending. The numbers were climbing higher with each passing second. People were streaming, sharing, and talking about Miyu Orla like she was the biggest thing to hit the industry in years.Lucas realized that he had just been played. The songs he had tried to steal. Th

And it seems that some people are not tired of being humiliated and don’t know when to give up ," Reed retorted, his voice cold and sharp. "I see you have come back for more punishment."Lucas and Selene were right behind Reed and Miyu and they closed the gap between them with a few steps, their steps synchronized, their expressions a mixture of contempt and barely concealed fury. They were dressed in their finest, Lucas in a tailored black tuxedo that rested on his lanky frame, Selene in a stunning red gown that hugged her curves and exposed the creamy skin of her back, but their elegance could not hide the bitterness radiating from them and poisoning the atmosphere.Selene's face turned sour as she scanned Reed from his head to his polished oxfords. If someone had told her months ago that her smiley, obliging simp of a husband whose presence constantly brought with him the stale smell of sweat from his numerous jobs would be dressed like one of the CEOs who graced the cover of busi

Through the dinner, Reed had not given even a moment's attention or thought to Selene and her lover. They were so beneath his notice that they were like ants, insignificant flies buzzing around a feast they could never hope to taste. Jessie had been instructed to keep the duo as far from them as possible, but he could not be bothered to know where they were seated or what they were doing.That was, until he saw them from the corner of his eyes as they approached the trio."Mr. Chen," Lucas said as he approached the group, his voice smooth and practiced. "Congratulations on another award. Your work continues to be an inspiration to all of us in the industry.""Hmmp," Alan answered noncommittally, barely glancing at Lucas.He did not like industry events, had never enjoyed them. The politics and what Alan Chen considered humiliation rituals performed by members of the entertainment industry just to stay relevant irritated him to no end. It was a necessity if you wanted success, but L

“Don’t be fooled, He must have done his research on you and prepared this fake pill to fool you," Selene pointed at Reed, her voice sharp and accusing. "He knew you would be here tonight. He knew about your daughter. He's been planning this all along."Alan’s eyes rose from the box in Reed's hand to his face. He studied the man before him, the calm expression, the steady gaze, the complete lack of nervousness. There was a plainness, a sincerity that told him this man was not lying.But Selene's words rang in his head. He had to consider the facts.'How did Reed know to have the pill on him? Had he done research as she suggested?'It made it all very suspicious. The entertainment industry might seem like a place where fun and play were carried out, but in truth, sometimes it felt like an espionage operation. People stole scripts, stories, and even roles. Rivals did everything to bring each other down. Studio executives did everything in their power to win. Nothing was too much as long

Miyu's hold on Reed tightened, not because she was afraid that he was a fraud who would be discovered, but because she was worried about police presence. It was known all over the city that the Scotts had the police in their back pockets. Lucas could make up a story, and the police would buy it and arrest him without question.She had seen it happen before. She had heard the stories. The Scott family had connections everywhere, in the government, in the courts, in law enforcement. If Lucas wanted someone gone, they disappeared. If he wanted someone silenced, they were silenced.Her fingers dug into Reed's arm, a silent warning. Be careful. They're dangerous.However, before Lucas could dial the number, a distinguished-looking man walked up to Alan Chen and shook his hand warmly. The man was in his sixties, with silver hair and kind eyes, wearing an impeccably tailored suit. He carried himself with the quiet confidence of someone who had seen it all."It is a nice surprise to see you