The rich woman, Rosamond Walsh, kicked Lynch away impatiently.

She stared down at him and yelled, “How dare you beg me after all that you did? Do you take me for a fool or something?"

Flustered, Lynch kissed Rosamond's foot several times.

“I'm sorry, baby. Those women seduced me. Some of them even drugged me. You are the only one I love. I don't have eyes for those bloodsucking sirens. Don't let them spoil the beautiful thing we have going on!"

Rosamond kicked him again. She wiped her foot with a tissue and threw it on Lynch's face.

"You love me? Stop lying through the teeth, idiot! I have always known what kind of man you are. Do you really think I wanted to be with you for a long time? 0h, you thought we would get married? How stupid of you, Lynch! I was only with you to satisfy my sexual urge. You disgust me now, so get lost

Lynch suddenly froze even though he was sweating all over. He couldn't believe what he just heard.

The more Rosamond looked at him, the angrier she became. She kicked him in the belly and yelled again, "I can tolerate other excesses, but not sex trafficking and drug peddling. Didn't I give you enough money already? Why are you so greedy?"

Lynch finally recovered from the shock. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and replied anxiously, “You spoiled me with money, but I wanted to make something on the side for myself. It was just a small business deal between friends. I didn't know—"

“Spare me your explanation!" Rosamond cut him off with a dismissive flick of her wrist. She continued, “The cops will find tangible evidence against you sooner or later. Save your explanation for the judge after you are charged."

"Please, honey. Don't abandon me at this trying time. I promise that it won't happen again. Give me a second chance!" It was at this moment Lynch knew that he fucked up. His sugar mommy was dead serious. He couldn't afford to lose her. He bowed, crying like a baby.

"You already lost your chance, Lynch. I can't be with you anymore. For the sake of old times, I'll hire the best lawyer for you. Good luck." After saying that, Rosamond didn't look at him again. She snapped her fingers at the bodyguards, signaling them to throw him out.

Lynch was helpless now. He had nowhere to go, so he wandered on the streets.

The scandal affected his work and his friendships. None of his friends wanted to have anything to do with him. He couldn't go to any of his houses because the paparazzi kept vigil there.

It was shocking how everyone in the entertainment circle turned against him in no time. These were the same people who had sucked up to him.

Lynch's heart was filled with hatred. He loathed everyone who betrayed him and turned their backs on him.

He stood at a crossroads, and no passer-by recognized him as the famous actor because he looked so tattered. People didn't even stand too close to him for fear that he was mentally unstable.

Lynch-a star who previously went around with bodyguards because of overzealous fans, was now reduced to a nobody.

If he ended up in jail, he would be worse than everyone free.

Inexplicable fear consumed Lynch as he thought about this.