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The last one was from a gossip blog she’d never even heard of. Someone on set was leaking. Her phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number: “He looks happier without your strings, Helena. Don’t you think?”

Later, as she walked to her car, she saw them through the stage door’s window. Kaelen and Sable, sharing a takeout container under a work light, heads bent together. He said something, and Sable threw her head back in that laugh. Helena stood in the dark, watching, until the chill of the jealousy she’d tried to monetize and manage finally seeped into her bones.

“The analytics show a fad,” Helena cut in, her voice silk over steel. “I’m protecting the long-term brand. Kaelen needs a dramatic reset. Sable needs to prove she’s more than a one-trick chemistry hire. We announce tomorrow.” MissaX 23 02 17 Helena Locke Jealous Mommy XXX ...

The strategists exchanged glances. “But the analytics show—“

She expected pushback. Instead, she got nods. That was the power she’d cultivated: they trusted her instincts. What they didn’t know was that her instinct tonight wasn’t about content calendars or market trends. It was about the way Kaelen had looked past her, and the way Sable had laughed—a sound that made Helena feel, for the first time in years, utterly replaceable. The last one was from a gossip blog

He finally looked at her, and she saw a flicker of the old deference. But it was gone in a second. “Maybe I’m tired of being the edge. Maybe I want to try something different.”

Helena Locke had built her reputation on composure. As the senior talent manager at MissaX, she was the calm eye in every storm of ego, wardrobe malfunctions, and last-minute script rewrites. But today, her neatly filed nails were digging crescents into her leather-bound notebook as she watched the playback on the studio monitor. A text from an unknown number: “He looks

Jealousy, she realized, wasn’t the hot, red thing described in cheap novels. It was cold. It was the click of a lock. It was a quiet, precise calculation.