Chapter 177

• “You want to terminate your contract?”
• Candice’s mask cracked for a moment, a flicker of surprise passing over her face, but she smoothed it out almost instantly. Her voice dripped with false calm, the kind that only barely covered the panic beneath.
• “Ava, don’t think you can throw that word around to threaten me,” she said coolly. “Do you even know what you’re up against? Your contract has four years left. The penalty is two million for every year. That’s eight million.”