ReadGood"What am | supposed to do? Your dad and your brother are washing their hands off this mess. If this blows up, it's
going to be an even bigger headache. All I'm hoping for now is that they take the money and disappear from my
life for good!" As Beverley voiced her frustrations, she couldn't help but think back to her encounter with
Roseanne and her family earlier that day...
Staring at the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, she murmured softly, "If | had known it would be like
this, | might as well have gone with Roseanne..."
At least that way, she wouldn't have to deal with a dreadful mom and a sleazy brother.
Hertha sighed in agreement, "Yeah..."
If Beverley had accepted Roseanne back then, maybe by now she and Murray could have been busy making
pickles, not fighting over a spot in grad school.
But alas...
Hindsight is always 20/20, and there's no such thing as a pill for regret.
Leda left the diner after taking a call.
As she walked out, she made sure to pay the bill, warning Roseanne, "This meal's on me, don't you dare try to
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With that, she sped off from the diner, vanishing into the night.
Half an hour later, her car pulled up in front of the Twilight Revel Media building.
A young man stood by the revolving door, his eyes lighting up as he saw her car. He quickly walked over and
opened the passenger side door, bending down to get in. "Baby, you're finally here."
The man, Dave, was a budding actor who had started in short films.
With his handsfeatures and tall stature, he had both the looks and the charm. His personality was clingy yet
endearing, making him exactly Leda's type.
"What's the rush for calling me? Something wrong?" Leda asked.
Dave's lips twitched slightly, "My agent arranged a dinner, and I'm a bit scared... Could you cwith me?"
As he spoke, his eyes began to well up. His pale complexion only made the redness around his eyes stand out
more, and as he looked at her with a mix of caution and pleading, Leda found him irresistible. "Alright, I'll come
with you. Don't worry."
"Leda, you're the best..." Dave's face broke into a smile, his held-back tears finally falling.
Leda felt a pang of sympathy, gently touching his chin, "Con, why are you such a crybaby?"
"l am not!"
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They pulled up outside a private club.
Leda eyed the sign that read "Exclusive Echo Club" with a frown.
She had heard of the place but never visited. It was known for its discretion, with a bar and dance floor on the
ground level, dining and private rooms upstairs, and even overnight accommodations.
"Your agent set up the dinner here?"
"Yeah. Levi said it's to discuss a role forin an A-list TV series as the third lead."
Upon reaching the second floor and entering the private room, Leda noticed Dave's agent
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Instead, the room was filled with industry bigwigs.
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Among them were a few familiar faces-
Cliff hissed, nudging York Gibson beside him, "Isn't that your official girlfriend? Who's that guy with her? Looks
familiar..."
It didn't take long for Cliff to remember.
Wasn't that the lead actor from one of the hit short films he had invested in?
What was his name... something or other?
As Dave walked in, he casually draped his arm over Leda's
shoulders, guiding her to the table and pulling out a chair for her "Sit, Leda."
"Where's your agent?"
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Dave's gaze flickered, "Levi textedearlier about being stuck in traffic. He might still be on his way."
Leda raised an eyebrow, her gaze landing squarely on the man across from her.
There sat York, his face as stoic as a tombstone, as if someone owed him millions, his eyes icing over even as
they met hers.
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