Chapter 237 Lexi

• The haze of Vegas pulsed outside the Mirage Palace as Lexi stepped off the elevator into the private corridor leading to Carlos's penthouse.
• It was past midnight, the eighth day into a frenzy of rehearsals and unresolved fury. Her phone had buzzed during the evening show—Carlos's text: You have been summoned for a private coaching at my Penthouse. Now. Elevate your performance.
• She'd stared at it, thumb hovering, the letter from her mother burning a hole in her bag.