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Chapter 572
Chapter 572
Emma said, “There wasn’t an actual fire. When you texted me, something felt off. This Hudson has a
history of preying on female artists, but he always manages to calm the storm by dangling opportunities
in front of them. Some of the lesser-known actresses are even willing to throw themselves at him,
trading their dignity for a shot at fame. It’s an open secret in the industry. I never thought Hudson would
be bold enough to try something with you.”
As the elevator descended towards the underground parking lot, Emma glanced at Allison, taking in her
still intact appearance, and breathed a sigh of relief. “You’re okay, and that’s what matters. When
Miguel came to fetch you for Hudson, I had a hunch and set up a smoke bomb in the building. As soon
as your message came through, I triggered it. That Hudson is afraid of death. The moment he thought
there was a fire, he forgot everything else and ran for it. He didn’t even bother with his pants.”
Allison got into her car and rolled down the window, inhaling the fresh air, feeling her heartbeat slow
down.
The entertainment world was a murky swamp, and securing a place in it required more than she had
ever imagined. She had wanted nothing more than to act, to play the roles she loved, unfettered and
free. But there were always those who would force her into a corner.
Penelope’s malice.
Grace’s desperate pleas.
Leah’s threats.
And Hudson’s harassment.
As the car drove through the city streets, Emma spoke up, “The smoke at Epic Entertainment should’ve
cleared out by now. That gadget I bought can only hold up for a few minutes. I bet Hudson has figured
it out by now.”
Meanwhile, Hudson, in his underwear, had made it to the 16th floor. Although there weren’t many
employees around, a few who were working late screamed at the sight, mistaking him for a pervert.
Miguel quickly stepped in front of Hudson, barking at the staff, “What are you screaming at? Get lost!” Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.
Hudson’s face was livid with anger. He had not gotten Allison, and now his employees had seen him in
his current state. He cursed, “That damn bitch played us!” Without another word, he strode toward the
elevator and pressed the button for the 18th floor. Miguel hurriedly said, “Mr. Sears, the office... there
was a fire alert.”
“The hell with it! We’ve been played by that bitch Allison. There was no fire! She’s making fools of us!”
He instructed Miguel, “You handle it.”
Ten minutes later, Miguel returned to find Hudson kicking a sofa in a rage. “Damn, she messed with me
like that. I’ll show her!” Updated at Drаmanovels.com