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Chapter Three Between juggling interviews from the press for the upcoming film release and filming Beloved, it isn’t until Wednesday that Jon calls and leaves me a voicemail, asking me to come into his office. Feeling a mixture of both dread and excitement at seeing Jon again, I dress to impress and head off toward his office. There has not been a peep out of Rich since the botched dinner with Greg and Manson. Part of me hopes he is losing interest in me but with the movie being released on Friday, I know that it is a pipe dream. I am in the waiting room, idly playing some game on my phone, when I hear Jon’s laughter from down the hall. I look up but his assistant, clad in bright pink again today, is at her computer, typing away with her long fake nails. I hear a female voice and then J