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what they did? The circumstances behind the arrest?” I ask.
    “I’m not sure,” she says. “Dallas was going to take care of bailing them out. But then RiAnne started having contractions, so he had to take her to the hospital.”
    “Oh, I’m so excited to find out what they have! I think it’s a boy. She seemed to be carrying the baby low.”
    “I think it’s a boy too. We’ll find out soon! So, do you think you can meet me at the office? I’m going to head there in a few minutes.”
      “Of course I will,” I say, already scrambling out of bed.

    While I’m getting ready, I’m scrolling through tabloid sites. And not liking what I’m seeing.
    This is way worse than an arrest notice.  
    Captive Films definitely needs my help. This has the makings of a publicity nightmare, and it’s going to take some brilliance and a whole lot of manipulation on my part to get this under control. I start thinking of ways to spin it.
    But as I continue to scroll through the damning photos, I can’t help but smile about one thing.
    Even though there are numerous photos of the group with random girls, Dawson doesn’t appear to have hooked up with anyone.
    And that makes me feel happy.
    I stop in the kitchen on my way out the door.
    Ariela is perched at the breakfast bar eating an omelet made by my chef. I think he has a little crush on her.  
    “You’re up early this morning, Miss Vanessa,” he says. “What can I make for you?”
    “Just a coffee to go, please,” I tell him then turn to Ariela. “Riley was arrested in Vegas last night along with Dawson, Knox, and Jennifer.”  
    “Arrested? Is that why Riley and Dawson had to go to Vegas suddenly? Because of Knox and Jennifer?”
    “I’m not sure why, but this doesn’t look like a business trip to me.” I toss a few of the photos I printed out onto the counter.  
    She looks at them and lets out a sad sigh. “I thought . . .”
    “He was different?”
    “Yeah. How could he do this after the night we shared?”
    I shrug and say, “He’s a man.”
    “I didn’t sleep at all last night. That look he had, on the video we watched of him leaving, it’s the same look he had when I told him I wasn’t moving here with him. I tried calling him last night. I texted him. Left messages. I have to fly up to the vineyard today and be there all week. If so much wasn’t riding on this wedding, I’d go sit at his office until he showed up and get to the bottom of this. I know you think otherwise, but I know in my heart he saw me with Collin.”
    “I don’t mean to sound callous, but if he did, this is the result. A PR nightmare for Captive Films. One that I need to figure out how to fix.”
    “Can you fix it?”
    I shake my head. “At this point, there are too many photos out there to fix. I’m going to have to work on damage control.”
    “I’m sorry,” she says, getting teary. “I shouldn’t have come here.”
    I give her a hug. “It’s okay. I’m just a little overwhelmed right now. I promise when I see Riley, I’ll tell him the kiss was unwanted. In case he did see.”
    “Oh, thank you.”
    “But that’s all I can do. It will be up to him to decide if he wants to talk to you about it.”
    “Thank you. I understand and appreciate it.”

Captive Films - Santa Monica
    KEATYN

    When I get to the office, I start scanning celebrity gossip websites.  
    The first one I go to, the one with the widest reach, has a video of a very intoxicated Jennifer dancing around a stripper pole.  
    Make that, dancing around and then falling off a stripper pole.  
    My phone dings with a text from a board member who lives on the East Coast.  

    Jennifer Edwards is trending on Twitter. And not in a good way. We can’t be associated with someone of this character. You need to cancel her contract immediately.

    I switch over to Twitter and pull up the trending hashtag #JEdsStripperFail.
    The video from her stripper dance, where she twirls around a pole then face