When the fame and success started coming in, the money…wasn’t there. Eric fed me every line to tell me why I was only making pennies.
Travel expenses.
Recording time in the studio.
Marketing costs.
Considering he was one of the youngest music producers at the time, I believed him. Every artist he signed turned to gold.
It wasn’t until I was in the hospital, dehydrated last year from running myself into the ground for him and his label, that I started looking into it.
That’s when everything began to fall apart.
“Look, Genevieve, we’re doing everything we can to make sure that you get what is yours. I won’t stop until you get every penny.”
All I can muster is a weak smile. “Thanks, Rebecca.”
“Look, go home and relax. Have a glass of wine and try not to worry too much about this, okay?” She drops a warm hand on my shoulder.
“Okay.” I stand, slinging my black snakeskin leather tote over my shoulder.
It was the one impulse buy I allowed myself when I signed my contract. Something I still use to this day. Even though I was suckered into a contract by a man with a charming smile,mymusic andmyvoice earned me this.
I can’t change the past, but now? All these years later, I’m fighting for my career.
Fighting for what’s mine. Fighting to not be a footnote in a scandal. Fighting to take back the stage.
For me and no one else.
As I head back down the elevator toward the parking garage, I think all the good thoughts that the judge will rule in my favor.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll talk to Jasper tonight.
After all, talking to him makes everything better.
Chapter Three
JASPER
CatsRCool
Wish me luck!
TheFriendlyGhost
Good luck!
What am I wishing you luck for?
I have a big work thing coming up
Normally, I’m pretty calm about these things
But this time, I’m nervous
Why are you nervous?
I just want to do this project justice
