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As soon as Valeria leaves, Hailey removes a bottle of Klonopin from her Benedetta Bruzziches minaudière and swallows a pill dry.

Such a busy schedule of destroying lives to maintain!

First, a text to Fortune. Her patience has worn thin. Time to play hardball.

Lock down Joel as my date this weekend for the premiere or I will still use the Paley power to influence the producers to have your broke ass fired!!

And look good doing it.

Next, an appointment with Nurse Jamie. While getting a Platinum Lift facial, she reflects on recent events. Joel kissed her, and at first Hailey was so happy, nothing could’ve made the moment better—except maybe if it had been on camera. But halfway through the kiss, Joel murmured that he “forgave” her for ignoring Hailey’s call, and Hailey realized he was out of it from his pain meds and thought she was Lily.

Third on the agenda: dropping a nuke.

But first, snack time! Two dozen chocolate bouchons from Bouchon Bakery. Followed by a good fifteen-minute purge.

Ah.

Now she can decimate Valeria Leon.

Hailey comes out from the back of the house wearing a Milly ruffled bandeau striped bikini top and bottoms.

Patrick is sitting in a chaise lounge next to the pool with his Avengers script. He looks at Hailey through his black Ray-Bans.

“Hi, Daddy,” Hailey says as she sits at the edge of the pool.

Patrick lowers his script.

“Hey, princess,” he says. “Heard about the Strom twins. They going to be all right?”

“Oh, they’ll survive.” Hailey dips her toes in the water. Her iridescent pink nail polish sparkles under the sunlight.

“And how’s Lily doing?” Patrick asks. He looks at her intently.

“I’m kind of worried about her, to be honest,” Hailey says. “Fame really goes to some girls’ heads. And it’s all happened so fast for Lily…”

“She isn’t being a negative influence on you, is she?” Patrick asks vaguely. He’s back to his script. Sometimes Hailey pretends she’s an Avengers character so that her father might pay attention to her. She’s Enchantress.

“Oh, Lily’s harmless,” Hailey says. “She’s just trying to fit in. If anything, I hope to be an influence on her. I feel really protective of Lily.”

“That’s great, sweetie.” Patrick doesn’t look up from his page.

Hailey glides into the pool and does a few languid laps before climbing out and wrapping a towel around her waist. She comes up to the end of Patrick’s chaise, blocking the sun with her head. It casts a shadow on him.

A bead of water drips from Hailey’s hair onto the script. Patrick looks up from the wet spot.

“Daddy, I’ve been thinking about getting into the industry. There’s this part on a sitcom that I think I would be perfect for.”