“What son?” A familiar voice asked and Madison almost froze seeing her mother there.
“What is he talking about? Do you have a son, Madison?” Her mother, the famous actress Beatrice asked and Madison couldn't bring her lips to move.
This is all Mark’s fault. If only he didn't start running his mouth here knowing that the walls have ears, none of this would be happening. She fumes, wishing she hadn't even let him into her room.
“Mom, it's nothing, you heard wrongly” Madison managed to say but her mother glared at her.
“I am not talking to you. The last time I checked, so shut your airhole. Now you answer me young man, Mark right? I've seen you a lot of times with my daughter and her ex-boyfriend. I heard you are his manager. He always said you're one of the most upright people he has ev
