Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 125

Audrey’s POV

The taxi inched through the traffic. I checked the time, relieved to see I’d still make it on time to the photoshoot location.

The cab pulled up to a sleek building. Just as I stepped out of the car, I heard familiar voices that made me freeze.

“Laurel, when are you planning to take me and Olivia for a ride in that sports car? It was Thalia!

“No rush. Let’s wait until after Blake and I get engaged, came Laurel’s sugary reply.

They walked right past me without a glance, too absorbed in their conversation to notice.

“Oh right!” Thalia exclaimed. “My brother is proposing to you in two days! He’s been so secretive about it, hasn’t told us anything… I almost forgot!”

“Blake darling probably wants to surprise me,” Laurel said, brushing her sleeve. I’m not in a hurry. As long as he’s divorced from that woman, I don’t care when we get engaged or married.”

“You might not be in a hurry, but my brother definitely is, Thalia laughed. “Why else would he rush to divorce that woman yesterday if not to avoid delaying the engagement ceremony he’d already arranged? Aren’t you excited?”

“Of course I’m excited,” Laurel replied with a practiced smile.

Their voices faded as they walked away. I rubbed my aching temple and grabbed the case from the studio, heading straight for the photoshoot ‘venue.

Just my damn luck. The direction Laurel and Thalia came from Had to be exactly where I needed to go. And today’s stars? None other than Laurel Rose and Thalia Parker.

I’d known, I would’ve told George

with my case, a frazzled production assistant

from Original Studio?” he demanded. “Your

unprofessional!”

who’s

was told

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Chapter 125

Rose and her hoyfriend’s sister, Thalla

doing the magazine a favor, and you

the jewelry. Turns out I’d be a full–fledged assistant too. Well, since it’s work, I might as well

set up, and when does the shoot

deflated as he noticed I

he muttered, pointing to

made my way backstage and joined the wardrobe assistant. We spent the next hour matching jewelry pieces to the outfits

returned

– stylists adjusting clothes, makeup artists touching up faces, the

mask from my bag and put them on.

one glanced twice at me – just another faceless crew member doing

incident. Click after click of the

that bracelet. Routine work.

breath I didn’t know I’d