Chapter 711
Chapter 711:
Undeterred, Hertha pressed on, her hands working together now, but still, there was no change in him.
A knot of anxiety twisted in Hertha’s chest. Had Vinson truly lost all interest in her? Did he no longer care for her at all?
Vinson hadn’t always been this way. There was a time when he enjoyed her company, finding comfort in her presence. In those moments, she could make requests, and in his good mood, he rarely refused. It was how she had accumulated so many resources over the years.
Now, however, the fallout from the previous incident still lingered, impacting her career. Despite the company’s attempts to line up work for her, many brands remained hesitant to collaborate. Those who were willing were no names or brands with little prestige or recognition. Even her company had begun to grow impatient, urging her to find a solution on her own or risk being abandoned altogether.
Panic gripped Hertha. What could she possibly do alone? The entertainment industry was filled with fresh faces—younger, more beautiful women. It was only a matter of time before someone else took the spotlight. The industry was too small to accommodate everyone. With others taking all the opportunities, what would be left for her?
Desperate, Hertha sought out Vinson. She knew he was in the mall to inspect a new store for his clothing company, and with that knowledge, she waited for him.
When Vinson entered the restroom, she didn’t hesitate to follow.
In the brief moments that passed, a whirlwind of thoughts flooded Hertha’s mind. The pressure of harsh competition, the relentless grind—it all felt suffocating. She saw no glimmer of hope on the horizon. If this continued, she knew her place in the entertainment world would soon vanish. Her loyal fans would abandon her just as quickly as they had embraced her, shifting their adoration to the next rising star. Leaving the entertainment industry wasn’t an option. Without the glitter and allure of this life, she wouldn’t know how to survive.
The thought hit Hertha like a wave, and she clung to Vinson’s waist, her arms tightening around him.
“Mr. Turner…” Her voice wavered, fragile and full of need. “Please, just one more time… will you help me again?”
Tears welled up in Hertha’s eyes, streaming down her cheeks, warm and relentless as they soaked Vinson’s chest.
𝙑𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 g𝙖𝙡𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨ⳓ𝙘𝙤𝙢
“I can’t survive without you,” Hertha said, sobbing, her face flushed with emotion, and her voice tremulous. She looked up at him like a helpless bird, her red eyes pleading. “Please, just once more. I’ll make it up to you.”
Vinson’s gaze lowered as his voice cut through the air, steady but cold. “How exactly?” His words were blunt, his tone unwavering. “Before, you offered your body. But now… I’m no longer interested in that. What else can you offer me?”
Vinson wasn’t a man to indulge in fleeting affairs. Hertha had always been the one woman in his life. For him, relationships were transactional, grounded in mutual benefit. It was a simple exchange—she met his physical needs and gained resources in return. But now, he didn’t need Hertha anymore. The terms of their arrangement no longer applied.
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