Chapter 12
“I have no idea, but dang, she’s a knockout — charisma for days.”
As the woman disappeared into the distance, the buzz of the crowd settled into a hush.
Miranda tugged at Jerome's arm, her voice playfully whining, “Jay, what were you staring at? Youmust be beat from that business trip. Look at those bags under your eyes. Let's Just head home andget some rest, okay?”
Jerome's lips curled, “It's nothing. Let's go.”
Miranda prodded further, “Why are you suddenly in such a good mood?”
Jerome glanced toward the exit, “Suddenly, the weather seems nice.”
A roguish grin spread across Jerome's handsome, scholarly face. Suddenly, he felt this stagnant lifeof his might just start to get interesting. He was looking forward to it.
Settled in the back of the nanny van, Violet asked Quintessa, “How does it feel to be back?”Quintessa rolled down the window, stretching her arm out, feigning a look of ecstasy, “The familiarhomeland, the familiar air — my blood's boiling.”
The wind slipped through her fingers as if she could grasp it in her hands. Three years
ago, on the day she left, she had said she would return one day.
Chubby Violet, with twinkling eyes full of excitement, chimed in, “Don’t you just want to make a bigsplash?”
Quintessa opened her eyes, her captivating fox-like gaze was stunning beyond measure, “Exactly — abig splash.”
Exiled for three years, she had evaded the Young family’s countless assassination attempts. Nowback in town, how could she not turn Emberbrook upside down? How else could she honor thoseshe had longed for over a thousand nights?
Violet swallowed.nervously, thinking if there ever was a siren in human form, it had to be her. Violetpatted Quintessa’s hand, “No rush. You're my ace in the hole now. Rest up, and I'll take youconquering.”
Quintessa smiled, “Sure, you make the plans.”
Violet was her agent, in her forties, and despite her plump and amiable appearance, she had thecunning of a tiger She had been in the business for ages, had a vast network, and was quite savvy.The only pity was that she had left her old agency to strike out on her own
Violet informed Quintessa, “Before you came back, I picked out a couple of scripts for your
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one TV series and one movie. We'll start with auditions for Fitch Frost's new project. It's
hot, palace-intrigue series. I've read the script, and the supporting role is perfect for you. If we nallthis role and get the PR right, I guarantee you'll blow up domestically. I showed your photo toDirector Frost. He said if your face is the real deal, it's a great fit.
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And there's a film script. The role isn’t that major, but the director is Zachary Gardner, thewunderkind of the film world. Anyone who works with him is A-list, with killer box office draw. EvenJust a cameo in this flick could be huge for us.”
Quintessa nodded. She knew her path wouldn't be smooth when she decided to return. Herbattleground was set. What remained was how she would fight.
Whether it was her career or the undying flames of vengeance in her heart. No matter how toughthe road ahead, she wouldn't turn back, even if it meant a battered and bloody path. Quintessagazed out at the towering skyscrapers, her lips arching upwards. She was
back.
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