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Hi loves and welcome to the last chapter of 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!The first thing I want to say is: that in chapter 19 I made the mistake of not deleting the part where Claudia was helping Elsie pack

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Hi loves and welcome to the last chapter of 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!
The first thing I want to say is: that in chapter 19 I made the mistake of not deleting the part where Claudia was helping Elsie pack. If you have read sorry but that didn't happen! If you are confused now I recommend you to read that part again everything is good, if you haven't read that part, GOOD! (yes writers make these mistakes I guess oopsie poopsie)

Also, I want to thank you all so much for your support of this book! I loved y'all comments and it really motivated me to keep updating so thank you for taking your time to read this! I love love love you!!

Enjoy the last part and comment what you think and if you maybe want... more? Anyway stay tuned 👀

 more? Anyway stay tuned 👀

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November, 2023
Los Angeles

Hailey Bennett stood at the entrance of Starwave Records, a sleek glass building nestled in the heart of Los Angeles. The sun reflected off the shimmering facade, casting bright, warm light across the bustling streets below. Starwave was a powerhouse in the music industry, home to some of the most successful artists in the world, and her father, Charles Bennett, was the man behind it all. As CEO, he had built an empire, turning Starwave into a label that shaped careers and created superstars. Now, Hailey was ready to carve her own path—starting with her first project in management.

She straightened her blazer and stepped inside, the familiar hum of the label's office buzzing around her. Assistants moved quickly between meetings, musicians filtered in and out of the building, and the air was thick with creativity and ambition. Hailey smiled to herself. This was where she belonged. But today wasn't about her father's label—it was about starting something new, something of her own.

She made her way to the top floor, where her father's office overlooked the city. Charles Bennett had been in the industry for decades, his success undeniable. He was a commanding presence, always calm, calculated, and full of wisdom. Hailey had grown up in this world, watching her father work with the biggest names in music, but now it was her turn.

Charles looked up as Hailey walked in, his piercing gaze softening when he saw his daughter. He stood up from behind his desk, his gray suit tailored perfectly to his tall frame. "Hailey," he greeted her with a smile, "right on time."

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