Chapter 76


    Sean felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. His son had been in a car ident, his daughter


    was in turmoil, and to top it off, hispany was facing endlessplications these past few days. He


    couldn’t remember a time he had felt more drained.


    With a frustrated shake of his head, he grabbed his jacket and headed out the door.


    Driving through the city. Sean pulled up to a modest suburban neighborhood. He rang the doorbell


    twice and was greeted by the door swinging open. As he stepped inside, he wrapped his arms around


    the young woman waiting for him, “This is the only ce that brings me peace”


    “Sit down, I’ll get you some water, she said softly, her voice a soothing balm to his frayed nerves.


    As Sean sank into the plushfort of the sofa, the young woman turned to fetch the water. She


    discreetly added a white powder from a container into the ss. It dissolved instantly, leaving no trace


    She handed him the water with a gentle smile, the picture of tenderness and charm.


    Back at her own ce. Quintessa was met by her agent Violet, who was already waiting for her.


    “Check out these pictures fromst night,” Quintessa said, while showing her phone to Violet. “Can you


    even tell it’s me?”


    Violet’s eyes widened in surprise, “Is that you?”


    The person in the photos sported a pixie cut, a baseball cap, and a style of clothing far removed from


    Quintessa’s usual ir. It was only the silhouette that bore any resemnce, and even then, Violet


    would


    not dare to assume


    With a flick of her long hair, Quintessa grinned, “So you can’t tell, huh? What do you think will happen if


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    send these to Miranda?”


    Violet, privy to some of Quintessa’s family drama, asked with concern, “Aren’t you afraid shelle


    after you?”


    Quintessa scoffed, “Come after me? How could she? And even if she tried, she’d be looking for


    Zenobia What’s that got to do with me?”


    The previous night, Quintessa had deliberately dressed up to mimic Zenobia for her rendezvous with


    Jerome


    Violet felt a pang of sympathy for Zenobia, “So, is Zenobia just an unwitting scapegoat?”


    “Not at all, Quintessa retorted. “She stole my role. I’m just reiming what’s mine. Besides, I’m not


    framing her. She actually did have a fling with Jerome.”


    Quintessa had always been clear: what was hers was hers alone, and no one was allowed to snatch it


    away. Even if it’s taken, she would fiercely reim it. Her possessions and her territory were off–limits


    to all


    Violet probed further, “So, by sending the pictures, you’ll get the role again? Is Jerome on your side?”


    Quintessa’s fingertips traced over her phone, her smile was blooming as she browsed through the


    photos, “Whether Jerome helps me or not is irrelevant now. What matters is that the role will never end


    up with Zenobia again”


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    “Why’s that?”


    “You don’t know my dear sister’s temper, Quintessa exined. “Once she believes Zenobia is the one


    in the photos, she’ll storm right up to her. Even if Jerome doesn’t care about the Young family’s


    influence, the Youngs have their connections in Emberbrook. They can easily squash a small–time


    actress.”


    With that revtion, Violet understood it. Quintessa was using a cunning strategy to hit multiple targets:


    to get back at Miranda, reim her role, and leave Jerome holding the bag.


    “Damn, you’re just diabolical.”


    Quintessa inserted a bumer SIM card that she had Manny pick up from a street vendor, selected ten


    pictures, entered Miranda’s number, and hit send. With a whoosh, the deed was done. She then


    snapped the SIM card in half and casually tossed it into the trash bin.


    “Watch and wait,” she smirked. “In a couple of days, you’ll be getting a call from Director Frost.”