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 to find

I entered with my case, a frazzled production assistant spotted me and made a beeline in my

assistant from Original Studio?” he demanded. “Your

unprofessional!”

idea who’s wearing

told –

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the Hollywood actress Laurel Rose and her hoyfriend’s sister, Thalla

from your studio. They’re doing the magazine a favor, and you have the nerve to be

out I’d be a full–fledged assistant too. Well,

should I set up, and when does

anger deflated

to a

and joined the wardrobe assistant. We spent

and Thalia returned from their

snapped into action – stylists adjusting clothes, makeup artists touching up faces, the

grabbed a baseball cap and face mask from my bag

just

without incident. Click after click of the camera. Hand

that bracelet. Routine work.

a breath I didn’t know I’d been