“Don’t think I didn’t notice, Maxwell. Ever since you joined my studio, you’ve had inappropriate thoughts about Rosalind.
“See? She still cares about-”
Before he could finish, I cut him off.
I gently massaged Maxwell’s wrist, my concern written plainly across my face.
“What if you injured your wrist because of someone like him? There’s still so much work to be done for the upcoming
exhibition.”
A flicker of surprise crossed Maxwell’s eyes, quickly replaced by a deep, tender warmth.
Henry almost erupted again, but someone from the studio had already called the police.
They arrived soon after and escorted him out, ready to deport him back to Azura.
News of Henry assaulting someone exploded online, landing him back on the entertainment industry’s trending headlines for all the wrong reasons
The backlash was overwhelming
With no capable agent and no crisis management team to contain the fallout, his reputation unraveled for good
This time, his downfall was absolute
