دانلود رمان انگلیسی “ارزش مبارزه کردن را دارد”

“WHOA. Wait a minute. What do you mean, I have to pretend?” “Your contract has a penalty for not finishing the songs on time.” My agent’s calm, coddling voice comes through the line but has the opposite effect of what she’s hoping for with it. “Finishing the songs on time—which I’ll do—is not the issue. It’s you telling me I have to pretend to still be dating Jett; that’s the problem. You know,” I say with a voice dripping with sarcasm, “the Jett I found screwing Tara-Perfect-Tits in our bed.” My words hang on the line with so much conviction, yet my heart is imploding. “Yes, that Jett.” Her voice is quiet now. Resigned. “I know I’m asking a lot of you, Dylan. I know it’s going to be hard, but you know how hesitant the label executives were to sign him on for another album with his history.” “History?” I laugh. “You mean trashing clubs and being unbearable to work with in the studio? That history?” “Dylan.” She sighs my name. “They know he’s on his best behavior, but they also know it’s him. The change from bad boy to good guy has never lasted long for him in the past.” “And his crappy reputation is my problem . . . why, exactly?” I cringe, already knowing the answer. “Because you’re the only reason they signed him on again. You’re the only person who could calm him down. You’re the⁠—” “Jett whisperer,” I mumble, hating the term I once thought cute. Now I realize it made me look like a naïve fool. Silence falls as I pinch the bridge of my nose. How am I supposed to make this work?