GAVIN
I’ve spent most of my life controlling narratives. Make it clean. Make it sharp. Make it disappear.
But tonight? Tonight, I let it unravel. No regrets.
Vanessa went down like the universe handed Parker a gift-wrapped opportunity, and she didn’t blink. Execution. Delivery. She tripped Vanessa like she was born to do it. Then she handled it like a pro. Kneeling beside her. Brushing her hair back. Asking if she was okay while smiling like an angel.
Helping her into the f*****g ambulance.
The press was still hovering around the courtyard, and there she was—elegant, gracious, perfect. A vision in composed green satin, steady hands holding a woman who’d just threatened to ruin her life.
It was PR brilliance. And not even mine.
Now the gala’s over.
The crowds are almost gone, just s
