X asked, “Was it good?”


    Veronica didn’t recognize the name at first. It was Mr. Bulletproof, Ashton Fletcher.


    He was probably asking about Spago.


    She updated his contact name.


    “Yeah, it was delicious,” Veronica replied.


    “Great.”


    Out of politeness, she replied again, “Next time, would you like to join me?”


    “Sure.”


    Just like that, the conversation ended as quickly as it started.


    For the first time, Veronica slept through the night.


    The next morning, she got a call from an unfamiliar number.


    “Hello, is this Ms. Dolton? Sorry to bother you. I’m Jocelyn’s agent. We need you toe down to the


    station.”


    Veronica figured it had to do with what had happened at the club the night before.


    “Alright. I’m on my way.”


    She opened the trending searches on her phone.


    Any news about Jocelyn from the night before had already been wiped clean, and there wasn’t a single


    trace left.


    Veronica let out a quiet sigh of relief. She quickly washed up and rushed to the police station.


    Jocelyn’s agent, Harry Murray, was already waiting outside.


    “Sorry to trouble you with this. Jocelyn is currently in a sensitive period. She can’t show her face, so we had to ask you toe instead.”


    “It’s no problem. It’s a small matter. What happened with those <b>two </b>assholes<b>? </b>Veronica asked,


    concerned.


    Harry gave a bitter smile and shook her head. “There’s not enough evidence. The police gave them a warning, took their statements, and they were released on bail pending investigation.”


    Veronica’s throat tightened up.


    What did they mean, not enough evidence? Did someone have to actually be hurt before it counted as a


    crime?


    The two of them fell silent. Worry clouded Veronica’s eyes.


    Harry sighed. “Those guys came prepared. Everything happened so fast. The club insists there’s no


    surveince, and the ss they drugged was destroyed.


    “Jocelyn’s in a critical period. She’s an Arclight nominee. We can’t let this blow up. Whoever’s behind this


    is truly vicious.”


    The Arclight Awards were a major film award hosted by Jouver. Winning it meant a ce of power in the


    film industry. It was a symbol of top–tier talent.


    Jocelyn was only 23 this year. If she won, she’d surpass Eleanor and be the youngest best actress in


    history.


    Veronica understood the situation and asked, “Has Archie gone to see her?”


    “No. Jocelyn tried calling him, but she couldn’t get through.” Harry looked visibly frustrated. “That club


    belongs to Archie’s family. There’s no way he didn’t know about this. And with things this critical, he


    knows what winning that award would mean. Eleanor won it once, after all.”


    On the contrary, it was because he knew how important it was that he might’ve acted against the woman


    beside him to clear the way for his precious Eleanor.


    Veronica had the same realizationst night, and it left her shaken.


    But for someone as mad as Archie, he was absolutely capable of something like this.


    Harry forced a smile. “Jocelyn has no intention of breaking up with him. She’s an actress. Thepany


    can’t interfere in her personal life.”


    He <i>knew </i>Archie wasn’t a good man. He’d warned Jocelyn more than once.


    However, Archie had taken <i>care </i>of Jocelyn’s father during thest month of his illness and never left his


    side<i>. </i>


    At the time<b>, </b>Jocelyn had been overseas filming a major <b>project</b>. <b>Archie </b>had stood <b>in </b>for her at her father’s


    bedside<i>, </i>even managing the funeral arrangements himself.


    Jocelyn didn’t know how to repay that <i>kind </i>of devotion.


    After the funeral, she announced her rtionship with Archie.


    It was the worst period of her career. She was dragged through the mud by the public. She even shut


    down her social media ounts.


    But even then, she stood firm and chose Archie.


    Veronica said nothing. She could guess most of what had happened. She, too, had once just been like


    Jocelyn.


    She was lost in thought when two men swaggered out of the police station.


    “Well, well! Bruce, isn’t that the bitch who called the cops on us?”


    “It sure as hell is! You really got the guts to show your face in front of me, bitch? Let me tell you.


    Someone’s got my back. Now that I’m out, I’ming for you!”


    Their expressions were full of menace, vicious and sneering. Theirwyer trailed behind them in silence.


    “I don’t care if you call the cops a thousand times or ten thousand times. I’ll always get out! I’ve got


    people behind me!” Bruce boasted loudly.


    “Oh yeah?” Veronica asked coolly. “Who?”


    “Nice try! You’re not getting a word out of me. You better scrub yourself clean and wait for me!”


    The man’sughter was wild and disgusting.


    Harry’s fists clenched tightly. He could hardly imagine what Jocelyn must’ve gone through facing them alonest night.


    Veronica didn’t lose her temper. She simply held her phone t, ying back the recording.


    “Great. If anything happens to me, you two will be the prime suspects. It doesn’t matter if it’s you or not.


    I’m reporting you to the police every chance I get.”


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