"Who's that?"

"The actress Patricia Lee, she was found unconscious in her room!"

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"What? Why? What happened?"

"Just between you and I, I think she tried to commit suicide, I heard the paramedics had to pump her stomach, she overdosed."

"Oh my goodness! What the hell is going on? I actually like the actress."

"Like her?! Hey Carol, she said she likes the actress."

"You really like her? Well I guess you would, she's a good actress."

"Why are you guys acting like this, what happened?"

"She has the worst attitude, very wicked. The last nurse that worked for her got abused and left."

"That can be right?"

"Oh baby girl it is, anyway. I hope you for your sake you don't get assigned to her. It's hard to find out that the person you like is bad."

"You look like your speaking from experience."

"I am, I loved Jessie Marin. But turns out she's the spawn of the devil."

"Oh yeah, I heard about that. What annoys me the most is that she dared to bring Patricia into it. Did you hear her 'story?'"

"Yeah... even the hot CEO. I didn't believe that, it hard to believe."

"But it's also true the police doesn't have evidence."

"What? Why are the two of you glaring at me like that? If they did she would be in prison right now."

"I told you to stop trying to believe around this, she is a horrible person! No one can get caught in such a big lie, it has to be true."

"She must have paid off the government or something."

"What ever it doesn't matter, Sarah your are being paged."

"Oh, it's Patricia Lee's room. Goodluck!"

"Don't tell me that! Ugh, could my mood get any worse!"

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Patricia wanted to groan as her eyes fluttered open, and lights flooded into her brown eyes. She wanted to place her wrist against her forehead, but she couldn't make a sound or even move. She felt so weak, so she did the only thing she could, moan.

"Ah... you're finally awake." An oddly familiar voice called out to her and she could not help but force out the groan. Suddenly she felt herself move upwards, it was dizzying, it was strange but she finally understood when she saw his hand with a remote. Coming face to face with the last person she wanted to see she leaned back into her bed.

Her joints and limbs finally coming to, "what the hell is going on?" She asked, her voice hoarse and raspy.

George motioned for the nurse by the side to go to her. The moved to feed the water to her but Patricia reached out and grabbed it, putting it to her lips by herself she drank.

Sending a confused glance to George, the nurse stepped back. George motioned for her to leave the room and promptly she did.

"Don't you remember? You overdosed, you tried to commit suicide." He said placing a pill bottle beside her.

Patricia glanced at the bottle she had never seen in her life and laughed. "Suicide? That's what your going with?"

George sent her a confused look. "What do you mean? It is what happened, do really not remember?"

"Are you mad? Drop the act already we're alone no need to act." She spat.

George shook his head dramatically. "What makes you think I'm lying? Come now niece, did you really forget? Shall I call the doctor?"

She huffed softly, turning to the bottle she picked it up and looked at it. "Sleeping pills? How creative."

"Come now, don't act like you haven't been on sleeping pills for years." George said.

Patricia glared at him. "If this is my punishment, don't you think you're being too harsh?" She spat. "Let me guess the media already knows about this."

"You've been depressed for years, it is a common thing amongst celebrities, you decided to end it." George said. "Between me and you, isn't that going to do better for you? Gaining sympathy from fans."

"Fuck you! Fuck both of you!" She screamed. "I will never admit to it."

George face fell into a most serious expression as his demeanour darkened, causing the room to chill considerably. But Patricia was not intimidated, not in the slightest. This wasn't one of the times she would give in, even beg for her life. No! No more, they had taken way too much from her she had to fight back.

"I hoped you wouldn't, you'll only make things harder on yourself." George said slowly.

"What have I done to deserve this!" She cried.

"What have you done?" George asked in disbelief, was this bitch serious? "Do you have the slightest idea what you display caused? The people I had to bow down to to keep this quiet. The amount of money and favours we gave out. You're lucky suicide is the only punishment you're getting, if I were the old man I would make your life such hell you would actually want to commit murder. How dare you try to act like the victim? How dare you make a sex tape with a dead married man?! How low will you actually go? What? Marriage? What a joke!" He exclaimed.

Patricia screamed. "So what, I can't fall in love? Is it wrong to want to be happy!"

Before she knew what was happening George hands were around her neck and he applied an ample amount of pressure, looking her straight in the eyes. His murderous look frightening the already choking woman, clawing at his hands.

"It is, you cannot be happy. You're a Lee, happiness isn't part of your blood. But sure you can go ahead and end it, take you life it sure as hell will easier for me then." He snarled at her.

Patricia eyes were teary, her hair frazzled and her face red. She gasped and panted heavy when he let go of her. Not expecting her reaction, he was honestly surprised when she started laughing.

"And let you two be happy? I know that old man wants me dead, when hasn't he? My only true rebellion to him will be staying alive. What are you shocked?" She laughed manically. "I would never give you or him the satisfaction of seeing me die. I will remain alive and a thorn in both your sides, even if I have to continue living this hell I will. Just to spite you." She spat with so much conviction.

George eyes narrowed into slits as he clenched his fists in anger besides him.

"If you want to end it now, go ahead. You already started. But I will never take my own life." She smiled wickedly, watching his ire.

"I wish you luck Patricia, you just made the worst decision of your life." He stated bluntly.

Patricia leaned back on her bed with a grin and a raised brow. "Well that's my problem to worry about now isn't it?"