I was released from the station again.
The moment I stepped outside, Vivian said calmly, "I need you with me tomorrow. We're negotiating."
After Nolan's repeated attacks, my studio was barely surviving. Even if I managed to keep it running, I no longer had the time or energy to handle everything myself.
Compared to small clients, Vivian was the real source of money. So I agreed immediately.
That seemed to please her. She smiled and handed me a luxury handbag worth over a million dollars. I accepted it without hesitation.
Her expression turned cold soon after. "I won't let Nolan walk away from this," she said quietly. "I can't afford to lose you."
I understood exactly what she meant. What she could not afford to lose was my ability. That did not bother me. As long as I remained useful
