Chapter 17

Natalie’s eyelashes fluttered in shock.

Oh no! Samuel has seen my face! can’t hide it anymore!

Furrowing his brows, Samuel asked, “Aren’t you filming in Xenhall?”

“Xenhall… Filming…”

Isn’t Clayton filming his drama there? Does this mean that he mistook me for that woman?

Her question was immediately answered the next second.

“Yara Nichols, are you following me?” Samuel asked coldly with a dangerous undertone.

Natalie calmed herself down and gathered her thoughts.

Yara, and he knows that she’s currently filming in Xenhall. This means that he’s close with her. If he realizes that I’m not Yara, Yara will know that

twisted her wrist around to release herself from Samuel’s grip, but to no avail. She sighed resignedly. “Samuel, can you let go of my wrist?

had failed to realize how mellow her voice was and how her eyes were filled with grievance. She was like a hurt kitten, so

was still locked on her, but his

lively. In my memory, she has always been spoilt and weak. She carries herself in a sophisticated manner. Although her gazes and her smiles are all practiced and refined, they

hiss of pain as

have yet

you.” She gazed at him innocently with clear, sparkling eyes. “I had some free time in my filming schedule, so I sneaked back to see you. But I didn’t want you to find

should sound cheesy and straightforward enough, right? Just now, Franklin told me over the phone that Samuel is a misogynist. If I say such disgusting words to him, he will definitely be

her eyes shut in preparation for the man’s anger, but it never

and found

missed me so

she was still pretending to be Yara, Natalie decided to continue messing around. “Of course! I want you by my side every night! I can’t sleep well without you

disgusted by her own words that a layer

waiter carrying a steaming cup of coffee was walking past

right before they collided, Samuel pulled her out of harm’s

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