Chapter 12 - Emotional Breakdown Inside The Manhattan Rehearsal Studio
“He can bulldoze the bricks and mortar, Julian, but he can never destroy true art or genuine history,” Clara comforted.
“I spent my entire life trying to please a man who helped destroy my own mother,” Julian wept openly.
The young dancers had quietly slipped out through the back exit, leaving only the two of them in the silent room.
“Your mother didn't raise a coward, Julian; she raised an artist who knows how to fight back,” Clara said firmly.
Julian wiped his eyes, taking a deep, shuddering breath as the overwhelming grief began to transform into cold steel.
“What do we do next? The injunction will take days to process through the federal court system,” Julian asked.
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“We don't wait for federal judges; we take the stage tonight during the annual benefactor gala,” Clara stated with a grin.
Julian looked up in absolute shock, knowing the elite gala was taking place inside Lincoln Center itself.
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