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    After using the restroom, Cam walked past an open door of a private lounge and overheard a


    familiar name. “Tabitha, you really can’t hold your liquor.”


    Cam paused, peering into the lounge.


    Inside, the girls were all dolled up, each dress shorter than thest, some familiar faces from


    celebrity circles visible among them. Tabitha was in a plunging tank top, ufortably embraced


    by a portly man.


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    “Mr. Smith, I’m just going to the restroom. I’ll be back to drink with you soon.”


    Cam frowned slightly.


    The life of a celebrity seemed morous, with their multimillion–dor roles easily gained.


    However, the price for a woman to seed in this industry was steep. Cam once read an


    interview where a director boasted about the power to make or break careers daily, with eager


    actresses vying for his “favor.”


    With a soft sigh, Cam walked away.


    “Stop right there!”


    Turning around, Cam saw Tabitha, her high heels cking erratically as she stormed up furiously.


    “What do you want?”


    Tabitha red at her, spitting venomously, “You fatherless, whore–born bastard!”


    “Tabitha! Are you out of your mind? Listen, my mom waswfully wed. If you are that forgetful, see a


    doctor, not throw tantrums here!” Cam red back fiercely.


    Knowing she was on shaky ground, Tabitha shoved Cam’s shoulder. Unexpectedly, Cam


    caught her wrist and pushed back. Tabitha, tipsy from the alcohol, staggered backwards.


    “What, you think you’re something special because you’re close with Rita? See how long thatsts.


    In her eyes, you’re just apdog.”


    “Mind your own business first. There’s someone waiting for you back in the lounge.” Cam didn’t


    want to linger and turned to leave.


    Tabitha was seething with anger. Since Rita’s bar opening, she’d lost the lead role she fought hard


    for, and was suddenly dropped from a reality TV show. All her gigs vanished overnight, all thanks to


    Cam.


    “Don’t you walk away from me!” Tabitha shouted, losing it and lunging at Cam. “Bitch! If it weren’t


    for you getting Rita to cklist me, would I be here entertaining these sleazebags for a minor role?”


    Tabitha grabbed Cam’s hair and yanked hard. A sharp pain shot through Cam who, in reflex,


    twisted around, facing Tabitha in a tangled fight.


    “Are you insane? Let go!” Cam, inexperienced in fighting, was bewildered and shouted.


    Tabitha was beyond reason. She kept yanking Cam’s hair, Cam gathered her strength and


    shoved Tabitha against the wall. The impact made Tabitha double over in pain.


    They scuffled, pushing and pulling at each other. Tabitha’s high heels came off during the struggle,


    but she showed no sign of stopping, her face twisted in rage, as if venting all her frustrations and


    hatred on Cam.


    Passersby stopped to watch. Some recognized Tabitha and began recording the fight, specting it


    was over a love rivalry.


    Back in the KTV lounge.


    Worried after not seeing Cam return, Erica immediately headed out to find her.


    Those two girls are fighting outside, hurry!” The KTV manager instructed the security.