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Nnenna didn’t even need to glance at it to know it was his phone number. So he’s actually serious? What a weird guy, she thought, blinking at him.

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To be honest, Yolanda felt she ought to call Ian and tell him to quit messing around–this was his job, and he needed to stick to an actor’s basic principles. If he wanted any future in showbiz, he had to handle all that came with it.

If he was planning to survive in the entertainment world, he’d just have to put up with it.

But why, of all people, did it have to be Joelle?

Simone was still saying something, but Yolanda tuned her out completely–her mind was elsewhere.

After hanging up, she got in her car. She’d planned to drop by Starlight, since the people blocking the entrance had finally cleared out. She’d already called the crew to fix the shattered glass doors.

Right at that moment, her phone lit up with a call from Charles.

Charles’s voice came through: “Aunt Simone’s putting together a hiking trip. Want to come blow off some steam?”

Ian had mentioned in passing that he’d probably show up too.

Simone would definitely invite a whole crew, and with things at Starlight finally calming down, Yolanda figured she might as well join the fun.

“Count me in,” Yolanda replied easily.

She hadn’t expected so many people–turns out, this wasn’t just any old hike. There was a full–blown resort at the top, and getting there meant a three–hour trek from the foot of the mountain, starting at 2 in the morning. If you made it to the summit in time, you’d catch the sunrise.

Yolanda did a quick walk–through at Starlight. As night settled in, her phone lit up with a message from Ian.

[You joining the hike?]

Then Leo reached out with a text of his own.

[Hey, you hiking or not? Just asking–no big deal.]

Yolanda ignored Leo and shot back a quick reply to Ian: [Yeah, I’m in.]

She enjoyed a hot shower, then, at one in the morning, jumped into Charles’s car and headed out to the base of the mountain.

When they got there, the whole area was brightly lit, and a crew of staff were already hanging around. They’d take the cable car up ahead of everyone to get breakfast ready at the top.

This mountain was privately owned. Normally, anyone could hike it, but when they closed the place off, it was strictly VIPs only.

Yolanda stepped out in black athletic gear, backpack slung over her shoulders, only to spot Joelle sporting matching black gear and the same backpack vibe.

Joelle was Oscar’s guest, and besides him, there were a few other famous directors in attendance, Simone included.

The rest of the crew were young elites who lived for this kind of thrill–mountain climbing was basically the hottest trend in their circle.

Charles, rarely seen in athletic gear, cast a glance at lan, who was standing next to Simone. He couldn’t help but frown, a slight crease forming between his brows.

Ian wasn’t looking at anyone, his mask covering most of his face, with only his indifferent eyes showing. He seemed completely silent and kept to himself.

Just as everyone was about to head out, Xavier and Quinn Cooper showed up, their voices ringing across the crowd.

Wow, so everyone’s going hiking and nobody bothered to call us? Lucky we got here before you left!” Xavier joked loudly.

Xavier yanked Leo over, remembering how his little brother had blurted to the Lawson family yesterday that he might be into someone. The whole family was hyped, demanding Xavier dig out this secret crush. With Leo suddenly way too keen on this hike, Xavier figured the girl he liked had to be among tonight’s crew.

He swept his eyes over the eight or nine women gathered there–first Yolanda was off the list, then Simone, both ruled out because, come on, they were on a totally different level, practically family.

After that, his gaze started sizing up the remaining six, lingering a bit longer as he tried to sniff out any clues.

Quentin showed up too–his eyes locked on Joelle from the very moment he arrived. It was old news that he used to have a crush on her; nobody even bothers to keep it under wraps anymore.

“These love triangles are just the same old story–boring,‘ Yolanda thought, totally uninterested. She fell in step behind Simone, ready to get this hike going.

There were five trails leading up the mountain, and with so many people here, everyone just broke off into little squads with their usual crew, planning to stick together for the climb.

Yolanda wasn’t really familiar with most of these folks, so she hung by Simone’s side, seriously picking her brain about the film business.

Charles was about to head over to Yolanda when Quentin called out, “Joelle, is your wrist still giving you trouble?”

Charles glanced in their direction, remembering that Joelle had only just been snatched by that lunatic Andrew yesterday. ‘And now she’s here climbing a mountain… She must’ve come for me,‘ he thought.

He frowned, staying put.

Sure enough, Joelle approached him, careful to keep a respectful distance. “Charles, which trail are you taking

-left or right?”

Charles glimpsed Yolanda and Simone taking the middle trail, and a flicker of irritation showed in his eyes- he hated being left out, even if he’d never admit it.

Still, he hid it perfectly, keeping his expression smooth and unreadable.

Quentin sidled up to Joelle, whispering, “Joelle, let’s take the right trail–it’s way easier.”

Joelle ignored him, her eyes fixed on Charles, clearly waiting for his answer.

Charles headed straight for the middle trail, and Joelle tried to catch up, but she tripped hard–hadn’t even started climbing and her ankle was already swollen from the fall.

Quentin rushed over, his voice full of concern. “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Joelle took a deep breath and said seriously, “Quentin, I’ve rejected you more times than I can count. Don’t put me on the spot. I can get to the hospital on my own.”

With that, she limped to her feet, didn’t even look at Charles, and made her way back to her own car.

Quentin hurried up after her. “You don’t even have a manager with you–who’s gonna get you to the hospital?”

Leo watched the whole thing, then elbowed Charles. “You not gonna help her out? Looks like her ankle’s in pretty bad shape.”

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Xavier was right there, catching Leo’s comment. His eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“Wait, seriously?‘ Xavier wondered. ‘Is Leo into Joelle too?‘

“He’s been keeping tabs on her from the start. Now with Charles here, maybe he’s too shy to offer a ride himself? Xavier guessed, more confused than ever.

‘Has he had his eye on her this whole time, just waiting for a moment to do something?‘ he thought, picking up the tension.

Xavier’s mood soured. “There are already more than enough guys chasing after Joelle, and Leo–man, he’s no Casanova. With that many rivals, he doesn’t stand much chance,‘

Charles wasn’t planning to help out, but after Leo nudged him and saw Joelle still shutting Quentin down, he finally gave in and walked over.

“Let me drive you,” he said.

Joelle gave him a grateful–even slightly guilty–look. “Won’t you miss out on the hike because of me?”

“Hospital’s just a half–hour from here. I’ll drop you off and get back before anyone even notices.” Charles replied.

“Thanks, Charles. I really appreciate it,” Joelle said.

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Yolanda followed Simone, her backpack slung over her shoulder.

“Aunt Simone, the short drama scene is really booming right now. Should we consider having our talent without scripts try their hand at it?” Yolanda asked.

Simone was about to respond when Ian suddenly spoke up.

“Ms. Grant.” Ian called out.

“Yeah?” Yolanda looked over.

She turned to face him, noticing he seemed unusually quiet tonight.

“Can I talk to you about Ms. Sinclair’s new script?” Ian asked.

Simone hadn’t forgotten Ian was turning down the role, so she gave Yolanda a thoughtful, sympathetic pat on the shoulder.

“Try and talk some sense into him, will you? If Mr. Rowe didn’t have such a soft spot for him, this kind of golden opportunity wouldn’t even land in his lap. His popularity is soaring, but his list of credits is way too short. After Zack’s show finishes up, mine is coming next, and if he adds this film to the mix, he’ll become an A–list star practically overnight,” Simone urged.

Yolanda could hear the urgency in Simone’s voice. In truth, Simone really liked Ian–he was talented, worked hard, kept his head down, and always acted with respect. Honestly, what manager didn’t wish for talent like him?

“I’ll talk to him, Aunt Simone,” Yolanda promised.

Simone knew they needed some privacy, so she called out to the rest and led them off ahead.

Yolanda walked over to a nearby little pavilion and sat down, motioning for Ian to join her. “Come sit down.”

The benches here were designed in an interesting way–some were higher, some lower. She chose the taller

one.

Jan walked over and sat on the lower bench at her feet. He took her backpack, opened it, and started transferring the contents into his own bag.

Yolanda watched him, and even without a word from lan, she could tell he was still stewing over something. ‘He’s totally sulking again, she thought.

With a teasing grin, she propped one leg playfully across his lap.

Ian froze, hands mid–motion, giving her a sideways look. “Careful, Grant. Your man’s about to show

catch us.”

up and

Yolanda couldn’t help but laugh, leaning back with an easy swagger. “Still holding a grudge, huh?” she teased.

“Like I’ve got any right to be mad? You told me to chill out. If I keep being clueless, you’ll probably kick me to

the curb,” Ian shot back.

With his head bowed and a gentle look on his face, Ian tucked her sunscreen spray into his own bag, left her backpack empty, and finally zipped it up.

Yolanda’s hair was slicked up in a high ponytail, her black sportswear making her skin look almost porcelain pale. Her jet–black hair looked sharp against her fair face, and her eyes sparkled even brighter than the night sky around them.

“Ian, I don’t want you to take this script.”

Ian went still for a second, eyes lowered, the barest hint of a smile flickering on his lips. “Really?”

Yolanda leaned in close and gave his earlobe a playful pinch. “If you did, the female lead wouldn’t be Joelle. Honestly, I can’t handle you getting all close and personal with her on screen.”

The thing about Yolanda–she could wrap any guy around her finger. Just a second ago, Ian was sulking like a sad puppy, and now he was all up in her space, tail practically wagging.

“Ms. Grant, honestly, before I came tonight, I was thinking… If you really made me work with her, I’d just vanish. You wouldn’t see me anywhere near you,” Ian muttered.

He went full puppy mode, resting his chin on her shoulder, lashes down, back all hunched–looking like the saddest, most pitiful guy in the world.

Yolanda reached up and gave his hair a little tousle. “Let’s go. We’ll miss the sunrise if we don’t move.”

Ian practically bounced back to life, grabbing her hand and pulling her up the path. But halfway there, Yolanda caught footsteps behind them, so she quickly dropped his hand and opened up some space between them.

Leo sauntered over, all smug and casual, before firing off a snarky remark. “Well, well, you two again. Guess I took a whole lap just to bump into you both. What’s up with all the sneaking around?”

Yolanda was fed up with Leo and his prickly sarcasm. She definitely wasn’t about to let him sniff out what was going on between her and Ian. ‘Not a chance,‘ she thought.

She buried her head and pushed forward, but Leo stuck to them like some soggy, creepy ghoul, matching their steps just out of spite.

For a second, Yolanda figured he was just taking his sweet time.

Then she caught on–speed up, he sped up; slow down, he slowed down. The guy was totally glued to them.

He was seriously like a shadow that just wouldn’t go away.

Yolanda took a deep breath, spun around, and shot him a look. “Don’t you have anything better to do?”

Leo glanced over at Ian and mentally scoffed, ‘Talk about extra. Who the hell wears a mask hiking?‘

“What, this path yours or something?” Leo shot back.

Yolanda wasn’t about to waste her breath on him. Thankfully, they’d reached the top. The lights from the mountain lodge glowed nearby, and everyone who’d made it was already waiting on the grass for the sunrise.

Leo let out another cold snort as he walked past lan, shooting him a glare that could cut glass.

Yolanda needed to hit the restroom and just handed her bag off to lan. “Go snag us a good spot for the sunrise -I’ll catch up in a sec.”

Saying no more, she strode off toward the lodge.

lan stood there clutching her bag, was just about to take a step after her when Simone’s voice rang out.

“lan, come help us move a table,” Simone called out.

Leo’s eyes lit up, and he swaggered toward the lodge, tossing a cocky line over his shoulder. “Superstar, you better get moving. If you’re late, there won’t be any seats left for you.”

He shot inside in a flash, obviously not wanting to get caught and forced by Simone to help out.

The tables were for breakfast later, and the staff was already hustling around, getting everything set up.

Ian couldn’t turn Simone down, so he just headed over to lend a hand.

Leo headed for the restroom on the first floor, but the door was wide open and the place was totally empty.

Leo frowned–where had Yolanda gone?

He checked the second floor, then the third, still nothing.

Back on the first floor, he pulled out his phone, ready to call her, but before he could dial, someone cracked him hard on the back of the head. He dropped, lights out.

Andrew dragged Leo into the nearby courtyard and shoved him into the trunk, where Yolanda was already

out cold.

She’d been knocked out with something.

Andrew had originally planned to take just Yolanda, but Leo was so annoyingly persistent, hanging around looking for people, that he finally just decided to drag him along too.

When Leo finally regained consciousness, his head was still spinning. Looking around, he realized he was locked in some rundown, abandoned factory. Sunlight spilled in from outside, but inside it was stripped completely bare–just piles of scattered bricks on the ground, a single locked door, steel bars over the windows, and a camera dangling from one of the window frames. That was all.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed someone behind him. Turning around, he saw Yolanda leaning back

in a chair.

Leo froze, and his first instinct was to reach for the chain around her ankle and try to undo it, but almost

immediately, he felt something wrong with his own body.

Leo felt like his whole body was overheating, his skin prickling with heat as if he might explode any second. ‘What the hell did they do to me?‘ he wondered, blinking through the haze.

Yolanda was sprawled across the only chair in the place–a grimy, beat–up thing, way too shabby for someone like her. She looked so out of place, so vulnerable.

But even now, she was impossibly striking. Her pale skin seemed to almost shimmer under the weak sunlight, and her athletic outfit traced every curve. Leo found himself dumbfounded, unable to look away.

“Yolanda? Hey, Yolanda?” Leo called out, his voice dry and low, and he slowly dragged himself closer to her.

He tried to get her attention, his body heavy and off–balance as he moved step by step toward the chair.

His hands were tied behind his back, so he could only nudge her with his head.

Yolanda had breathed in so much of the knock–out drug, she was totally unconscious.

Leo could barely think straight, her scent clouding his mind. He lowered his gaze, barely keeping himself in check as he fought the urge to give in to his body’s instincts.

“Hey, wake up,” he muttered, his voice rough and strained.

Leo had been kidnapped before, but never with someone like Yolanda. How the hell did she end up here with

him?

me they want, or is Yolanda the

until he just gave in and pressed his face right into

his voice barely

the heat suffocating him. Getting close to her

against her, frowning

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had already sent the Crimson

mountaintop villa. Not seeing

thought Andrew was a total lunatic, so the moment Andrew hit him up with the stream link, Charles

the end of the day, only Ian, Sam, Xavier, and Quinn were tuning in to

sent them something like this if it wasn’t serious. Xavier, hanging out at

was purely in it for the entertainment–nothing like a bit of chaos to keep things

over thirty people in their circle,

that, but it didn’t matter–those four were all insiders, and as long as they saw Leo hooking up with Yolanda on the live stream, Yolanda’s reputation would be trashed for good. Once he felt the timing was right, he’d

Andrew might be crazy, but he knew better than to go up against the Lawson family. Leo had to be

the stream, he could pretty much

team. “Find out where that signal’s coming from. I need an address

and his signal was blocked off from the outside world.

as the admin of the stream

fun’s about to kick off. Hope you all enjoy the

hadn’t shared the stream with the general public for a reason. If the whole city of Beloris caught wind of Yolanda’s mess, it wouldn’t just be

he’d made it through all these years of Charles hating his guts

anything that could shake the Sinclair family, he couldn’t afford

how powerful the Sinclair family was–and they knew Yolanda wasn’t exactly beloved. The scandal wouldn’t touch the Sinclairs one bit. Charles would probably kick Yolanda to the

she wanted, he’d move heaven and

He didn’t waste a second before barking out orders for his guys to find

realized the woman was Yolanda, Xavier

Yolanda, how the hell were they supposed to face

now, it was obvious Leo had been drugged–who the hell would come up with

cold and sugary right in front of him, and he wanted it

treat into his mouth, but with his hands tied behind his back, it was hopeless. ‘Why can’t

four people were still watching

pretty annoyed–he’d blasted the link out to a bunch of

up.

finally bumped into Yolanda’s. Driven by instinct and panic, he pressed a frantic

He quickly tore his eyes

his phone. He kicked the guy next

waiting for? Get moving! Find

absolutely had to stop Leo before it was too

the chat, his fingers

you’d better listen up–don’t do anything you’ll regret. If you mess with Leo, I

was completely nuts–he feared no one but his grandfather, and the rest of the

typed

the spectacle, Xavier. Watch as your precious little brother gets his

a whole torrent of curses,

stream and let out a long

sake,‘ Quinn thought, ‘I was just curious about what kind of dirty crap

out with Yolanda like there was no tomorrow, Quinn figured the kid was so out of his mind he probably didn’t even

now!‘ Quinn

to go up in flames!‘ Quinn

like, even the slimiest pond eel had more energy and excitement than she did. He’d joke that Charles must’ve been

surprised if he grabbed a knife and went straight after Andrew. Once that’s done, he’ll make

what the hell is even going on?‘ Quinn muttered

Charles–there were only four people watching right now, and Xavier was obviously one of them.

whole mess never happened. Just don’t mention

watchers were, but he really didn’t want his own name popping up. Last thing he needed was to get dragged into this

Andrew, the lunatic behind this whole fiasco, had no idea who the four viewers actually

I can’t even look at Leo like this anymore,’ Quinn

screen.

camera was set up by the window, so it could only

Finally, through the haze, her mind began to clear. ‘Where am I? Why does everything feel so stifling?‘

into something scorching hot

and need, instinctively reached out and grabbed her hand, pressing it against his cheek like

washed over him, chasing away some of that

but the moment she moved, her ankle jerked back–chained tight. No matter how desperately she scrambled, she couldn’t get more than a step away before the cold metal stopped

grip!” Yolanda yelled, her voice trembling

lowered his lashes at her righteous tone, clinging to his last thread of sanity even as every cell in his body screamed with pain

‘She’d be falling over herself to

hands were tied tightly behind

she was being live–streamed, so she was completely

away

have been

knight, and it looked like he’d been fooled by a few of Joelle’s cryptic lines again, showing up to take out anyone who threatened

his life for Joelle, and there was no way Yolanda could talk him out of

staying alive was her only

leg, still tangled in chains, up onto a chair, both hands

might as well have been tailored for her–it was useless,

miserable, inched toward her. He rubbed his tear–streaked face against her foot, curled up small as

only ever seen him act like a pompous jerk, always thinking he was above her. This was the first time she’d ever seen Leo so completely

stand it anymore. He started relentlessly spamming the

you treat my brother like that? You’ll regret

breathed out in relief–things were finally

but she could always tell when someone didn’t like her. She’d never taken to Leo, so she’d always kept him at arm’s length all these

of the four, Samuel was easily the

stack of papers laid out in front of him, while his assistant stood

manor managed to snag that piece of land, but apparently there’s some sort of problem with it. No one’s figured out what it is yet. Cedric rushed over to the Andrade manor in the middle of the

phone. The assistant, guessing he was checking out some business stats, considerately asked,

screen with the phone just lying there, the

himself.

flipped his phone face down, sounding completely unbothered. “Don’t worry about it–just

control of the Crimson Gallery. If he wanted to track down Yolanda, he could do it in no

out for his brother like a hawk, there’s no way this

leaned back in his chair, thinking, ‘The longer we keep these tangled relationships under wraps, the safer we are.

everyone’s blame, and that kind of

At the end of the day, though, it all

by a single rule: never

the Grant Family still climbing the ranks–there were just too

left, quietly picked up his

ankle, while Leo’s cheek rested against the

miserable, face flushed as he croaked, “Come on, just let me have a drink… Why are you being so cold–hearted,

I’m so hot, I feel like I’m gonna burn

so quiet, only Yolanda

her fingers numb and aching as she tried helplessly to yank

and sagged against the chair, hoping someone else would show up and

this mess.

pushed himself up from the floor and

her.

‘It’s not like I told him to kneel, she thought. ‘Seriously, if he remembers this later and totally

make out anything in

take both

down with him, seeing stars as her world spun from the

Leo was just

hold of yourself…” ‘Seriously, does he

she could finish, the chair tipped sideways, and the overturned seat ended up blocking the camera by the window. On the live

the ground like a desperate animal rooting

to realize she wasn’t

a tiny bit, but with that delayed onset, the discomfort only got worse as

her foot and tried to

chair had flipped over, blocking most of the camera’s

no clue what just happened; for all they knew,

cut the live feed, and as soon as he locked down

left in

foggy, like her whole body was crawling with ants. Still, she was sure that

again, but ended up giving Leo just

‘Gotcha!‘ Leo thought.

as Leo buried his face, the livestream camera was blasted apart by a single shot. Right after, a car came roaring in, smashing straight through the old factory door like it

could even guess who it belonged

him by the back of the neck and

suddenly swept up into a pair of icy

man holding her radiated a chilling aura, gripping her so tightly it felt like he could crush her right then

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stared at the man, her eyes rimmed red

the silver mask on his face looked so

her bones.

with fear as she

the only reason she could even make a sound was because the fear of the

was

Chaos. Darkness.

of her eyes, like rain–drenched neon lights flickering through

reached out, wanting to tear off his

didn’t let her–his voice was colder

emotionless as he

was completely lost in chaos; she

one moment, she

her responded to that title with a couple of cold,

swallowed and murmured,

out another mocking, icy

in the pillow and

in control, not leaving a single mark on

cried and kicked up a fuss, but his lingering

she vaguely heard him

*

up, she was

up at the ceiling, the sharp smell of disinfectant

room–Simone, Ian, Xavier, Charles, Quinn,

were all there–Simone Sinclair, Ian, Xavier, Charles, Quinn Cooper,

when she and Leo were locked up together–but judging by the scene, it looked like nothing bad had

ago, when he finally tracked down Leo, the kid was totally passed out,

Yolanda had probably been taken by Andrew and tortured, and she was eventually found down at the base of a

Andrew and Charles. This

group of men. Just then, Simone reached out

crew happened to be filming nearby, so I rushed over. Yolanda, you almost lost your life this time–the fever only just broke! And

she

really have a fever?‘

covers, and she could vaguely

her head had been so foggy at the time that she couldn’t remember who it was, or even what the room looked like–all she knew was that it

‘I’m screwed,’ she thought.

sore, and she could hear

up with the Lawson boy. Luckily, nothing truly awful happened. The

as a ghost, like someone who’d barely made it past

reaching out to muss

whole days searching before finally finding her down at the bottom

he

fever had finally gone down, but she’d

was spinning with questions. ‘Did I really have a fever?‘ she wondered.

they found her. And if Charles saw her looking like she’d just been with someone, he was bound to suspect she’d lost

he wouldn’t kick up a huge

nervously, her thoughts a

was sure she’d slept with a man this

it Leo?‘ she

nothing happened between you and my brother. If it had, you’d better be ready for him to tear

relief. ‘Good thing it wasn’t Leo. If it had been, he’d probably never let me go for the rest of

it have been lan?‘ The question

to dig too deep. Maybe he

over to

caught her eyes, there was

a cold shiver run through her. ‘If it’s not Ian… then who the hell is it?‘ she

Grant and Quinn Cooper

Cooper might treat her well, but as Charles’s close friend, he was

all the overthinking, and she

already sent people to look

slowly lay back down, and closed

room, leaving Simone behind, still gently nagging

hard with this,” Simone said softly. “If you hadn’t left Andrew with no way out back then, would he have been clinging to you like this for so

chance.”

you honestly think a guy like that

her lips together, worry flickering in her eyes. She was just speaking as an elder—she didn’t want to see anyone in the

Yolanda up with Leo. Good thing Leo had zero interest in girls–according to Xavier, Leo actually bashed his own head on a brick wall just to fight off the drugs, knocking himself out cold and ending

nothing happened between

off a not–too–high, not–too–low cliff. She ended up lying out there for two whole nights–honestly, it’s no

as hell. Stepping back into the hospital room, he

feeling scared?” he asked

terrified, of course. She still had absolutely no clue who

all fuzzy, but that weird, floaty, tingly feeling from that night stuck with her clear

closed her eyes, her voice coming out rough–her throat was probably wrecked from all that

dizzy. Let me rest for a bit,” Yolanda

her on the head.

days in the hospital. Charles visited as often as he could, but there were still stretches when he

when Quinn dropped by,

that night?” Quinn asked, sounding

That

gave him a quick, searching look.

out a quiet

when Samuel came in, took a seat by her bed,

are you feeling?”

the bed, taking her time with

it, just get

that, he got

her lashes, feeling agitated inside. She was pretty sure the guy she’d slept with was one of these men, but for

out, Leo kicked the

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and saying, “Come on, Yolanda didn’t

tantrum.”

hospital gown. When his eyes accidentally landed on the skin

he snapped, “Yolanda, I’m

felt the tug on her collar and stared at Leo’s furious face, doubts creeping into her mind. ‘Wait,

that why he’s this

immediately, she shot the idea down. ‘No chance. If it really was Leo, he’d burst in

just how

red but Quinn and Xavier just looked at him and figured

it–why are you making a big deal about some girl? It was just a

entire body was shaking

that seriously what’s got me pissed?‘

pathetic, reaching out to her, and she just booted me to

thought about that kick, it was like his heart got

welled up with tears,

but when he turned back and saw those tears rolling down Leo’s

Isn’t that a

be?! I hate her so freaking much!”

stomped off toward his own hospital room, his head still wrapped

was right outside Yolanda’s room,

word.

relief. ‘Well, looks like Leo wasn’t the one I slept with after

a total wreck over a few lousy kisses. If we actually did

was it?‘ Yolanda wondered, her headache coming back

her assistant over at Starlight called, sounding frazzled. “Ms. Grant, a bunch of our talents are

cough up

wants to stay, can stay. The company won’t ask for any compensation. Starlight will

spread the word, and suddenly, all the talents at Starlight were stuck in a tough spot, trying to decide what to

did a complete 180–these days, everyone

nonstop.

up at Starlight with flowers, but the security guards at the entrance turned them away. Starlight

sure to fix up the front gate and set up strict access controls. It

of Sinclair Group’s VIP hospital suites. After getting up and taking a shower, she heard a sound outside. When she opened the bathroom door, there was Ian, standing

soup.

on her still–steaming figure before he looked away, eyelashes lowered.

Yolanda couldn’t help but feel an

of guilt.

one and only, but now, instead of letting him get close, she’d ended up letting some other

uneasy inside. Sitting down at the edge of the bed, she opened the container