Hazel’s POV
Since Bryce had already decided I needed to be taught a lesson, that if I wanted to keep everything, I needed to behave like Mrs. Ellington, he pulled out his phone and dialed Spencer directly.
"Call the bank. Freeze all of Hazel's accounts," he ordered.
What he didn’t notice was the triumphant exchange of glances between Madison and Layla on the hospital bed.
I stormed out of the hospital and dragged my exhausted body back to the studio, then I handed over the seal—the one that had caused all the trouble—to Sienna, who'd been waiting for me.
"Thanks, Hazel," Sienna said softly, taking the seal. She didn't dare ask about the pale look on my face.
After Sienna left for the business registration office, I sat alone in the empty studio. The neon lights outside filtered throu
