He left me broken. Now he's back and his apology tastes like sin
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The servants brought their rods down with even greater force, sending tears streaming down Jamar’s face as his agonized screams tore through the air.
After dozens of brutal strikes, Jamar could no longer even scream. Hey on the ground, barely alive, his clothes soaked through with blood.
Seeing Jamar barely clinging to life, Katie finally felt her anger had subsided. With a wave of her hand, she ordered the servants, “That’s enough. Now, throw him out.”
Bystanders spotted Jamar battered and bleeding on the pavement and immediately called for an ambnce. Fortunately, the ambnce arrived just in time to rush him to the hospital. Otherwise, Jamar might have died either from excruciating pain or massive blood loss.
Skr had stopped concerning Jamar’s affairs. After all, Jamar was once an artist under her agency. Skr didn’t intend
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to pursue the matter further. But a certain jealous someone wasn’t about to let Jamar off the ihook /ithat easily.
Jamar was utterly audacious. Not only did he dare to flirt with Skr, but he even had the balls to confront her directly
and provoke her. That person couldn’t stand it for a second.
Hence, Larry instructed Hudson to look into Jamar’s background, uncovering that he had several sugar mommies and had
even starred in adult films.
Larry ordered Hudson to release the damaging information publicly, and people were utterly shocked when they saw
these revtions about him.
Oneizen eximed: [I had no idea he was such a yer. So many sugar mommies, and juggling two at the same time?
Damn…]
[After seeing all this filthy stuff, my eyes are burning. Am I gonna get an eye infection or what?]
[Seriously, what do these sugar mommies even see in him? Sure, he’s a bit handsome, bute on, he’s not exactly drop- dead gorgeous enough to drive people wild, is he?]
Oneizen replied: [Well, the tastes of the rich are just something us regr folks will never understand, I guess.]
Jamar’s name was a disgrace in the entertainment industry. He’d be a total pariah. While recuperating in the hospital, Jamar had to endure the nurses gossiping about him every day, their voices always within earshot. Even the other patients in his ward often eyed him with withering scorn.
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Jamar finally snapped. He shouted, “Shut your damn mouths! One more word and I’ll cut out all your tongues!”
Then, he looked at the patient beside bhim/b. “What the hell are you looking at? You want me to gouge your eyes out or
somethingi?/ii” /i
Jamar wentpletely berserk in his hospital room, raging at everyone around him. The nurses tried to stop him, but heshed out violently, injuring all of them. The hospital staff couldn’t restrain him at all, forcing them to call the police.
When the police arrived, Jamar suddenly became docile, payingpensation where due, offering apologies where
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owed. Jamar couldn’t stay in that hospital a moment longer, so he transferred to a different one to continue his recovery.
While recovering from his injuries, Jamar received a legal notice from his agency, using him of viting the artist’s code of conduct during his contract period and tarnishing thepany’s reputation.
Not only were they terminating his contract, but they were also suing him for damages. Seeing this, Jamar snapped, “What a shittypany. Demandingpensation from me? What did I even do to ruin their reputation? They’re all out
of their minds!”
Jamar tore the documents into shreds, out of sight, out of mind. But this was just him clinging to false hope.
The court–ordered enforcement drained all his funds forpensation, leaving him unable to afford further
hospitalization. Broken and dejected, Jamar dragged himself home.
Later, after causing another disturbance, he was held in criminal detention at the police station for several days. That was thest Skr heard of him.
Dominic sighed, “If only this kid had put his energy into proper work, he wouldn’t have ended up like this. But, he chose this path himself, now he’ll have to walk it–tears and all.”
“Let’s not dwell on that,” someone said, shifting the topic. “Ms. Lambert, I heard you’re acquiring novel rights for film adaptations. Any leads so far?”
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