Too Late For Regret, Mister Moss

Chapter 7

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cruised down into

ting violently in the cup holder. He

iece in and an

"Twitter is down! Instagram is crashing! You and the re

Call Sloane's PR team.

e to Ada. The screen showed a

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eaning into Archie's chest, and in the background, out of foc

She pulled out her p

e first ring. She was

lar for the best TMZ guys. I want the whole city

n't have dragged Archie into this. I

ngagement metrics just shot up three p

loane was right. She let out a

ers, the temperature in the CE

mputer monitors were open. All of th

ugust's chest physically ache. He gripped hi

Relations stood nervous

, wiping sweat from his forehead. "People are calling the Mo

sk. The wood cracked. "Take it down

on channels are everywhere. Every time we put out a fire on one platform, a new explosive thread pops up on another. We are locked i

oney could not afford this kind of PR war.

rt on the actor," August ordered, his v

y flew open, hitting th

room. Her face was purple with rage.

sofa. The screen showed a video of

?" Doretta screamed. Her voi

whore! She gets divorced and jumps right into the be

tood up slowly. His eyes were dark and danger

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“For ten years, Ada loved August Moss, paying back the debt of him saving her life with three years of a cold, miserable marriage. But while she endured daily humiliation from his arrogant family, August was busy spending his nights whispering to his new lover on the phone. When Ada finally packed her meager belongings, his mother blocked the door, threatening to cut off her allowance so she would starve on the streets of New York. Ada simply slapped a zero-alimony divorce agreement against the older woman's chest and walked out. But when she dropped the signed papers directly on August's desk, he just let out a harsh laugh. "Is this because I did not come home last night? Do not bring your childish house games to my office, Ada." He actually thought her genuine pain was just an annoyance. He truly believed the pathetic girl who worshipped him would always endure his neglect, absolutely confident she would be crying at his gates in three days begging for his money. He was wrong. Ada blocked his number, put on a blood-red designer dress, and stepped into the flashing paparazzi cameras with Hollywood's biggest A-list actor on her arm. The obedient wife who waited for him is dead.”