"That just proves he’s not your true partner! A true partner can give you everything you want and also protect you. He can’t give you anything but trouble."

My words were harsh, but Ivanna didn’t argue.

After a long pause, she murmured, “Actually, I’ve struggled with it, too. But I can’t bear the pain of leaving him... I’d rather face death head-on.”

I fell silent since I understood what Ivanna was saying.

How could I break my addiction to Atlas? Perhaps, like our current situation, the best way was for him to have a change of heart.

“How did you two meet?” I asked Ivanna.

She sat motionless on the sofa, her voice soft and distant as she recounted the story.

“It was coincidental. It was about one of my artists, Vanessa Oakley. She was taken to Emgrand Nightclub and caught the eye of some playboys there. Coincidentally, Vanessa was a promising new talent I had high hopes for.”

I sat next to her, listening intently.

“The day things went south, she called me. So I rushed to Em