"The second it hits midnight, I'm going public with our relationship."
I shook my head in my room.
Did he seriously not read his contract?
There was a clause in that signing agreement.
During the contract period, the artist shall not publicly disclose personal relationship status without authorization. Any violation will be treated as breach of contract...
And the consequences of a breach?
Ha.
Just thinking about it was entertaining.
One hour left. I called the family chauffeur.
"Come pick me up after midnight."
Giles was leaning against the doorframe. He raised an eyebrow.
"Found your next meal ticket already?"
I smiled.
"We've broken up. Why are you still so interested in my business?"
He scoffed.
"Number Twelve, don't flatter yourself."
"And remember, don't go dropping my name out there. I'm about to blow up. Don't try riding my coattails."
I smiled and said nothing.
Midnight arrived in the blink of an eye. I sent my father a message.
Dad, the one-year pact is up.
He sent back a thumbs-up emoji.
Good girl. Tomorrow I'll announce that you're the successor to the Gilbert Group.
I let out a long breath, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I truly smiled.