Chapter Two
“I hope you are calling me because you are heading back here,” Rich says over the phone.
“Yes, I am. I couldn’t have my phone with me on set. You know that.”
“I don’t want to be late to this dinner, Jenny. You know that if I can get these investors interested, they’ll help me start my own production company. That means more roles for you, too.” His voice is curt and cold, the way it has been since I found out what he was doing to me behind my back.
“Yes, we’ve been over this. I know. I’ll get ready and meet you there at the restaurant, okay? I won’t be able to meet you at your house.”
“Fine,” Rich replies and hangs up.
His tone hasn’t been warm or inviting since I discovered how he worked with Robbs to leak my s*x tape to the public. Since I stole his Nokia phone and disc
