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.

close with her. If he realizes that I’m not Yara, Yara will know that I’m still alive. I mustn’t reveal my identity now! Since he has already

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

mellow her voice was and how her eyes were filled with grievance. She was like a hurt kitten, so soft and docile that he could stare at her

was still locked on her,

and weak. She carries herself in a sophisticated manner. Although her gazes and her smiles are all practiced and refined, they don’t stir my

a hiss of pain

brows, Samuel asked frostily again, “You have yet to answer my question.

miss you.” She gazed at him innocently with clear, sparkling eyes. “I had some free time in my filming schedule, so I sneaked back

words 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 disgusted by me

shut in preparation for

a moment later and found herself staring straight into his mesmerizing, deep-set

so much, huh,

around. “Of course! I want you by my side every night! I

her own words that a layer of goosebumps rose

steaming cup of coffee was walking past behind her

they collided, Samuel pulled her out of harm’s way and into his

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