Chapter 158

Blake’s POV

“Mrs. Parker, up so early making breakfast?”

Michael’s voice cut through the kitchen like a knife. He froze mid–step when he saw us me standing between Audrey’s knees, her sitting on the counter, our faces just inches apart.

“I… did I come at a bad time?” Michael’s eyes widened as he turned away, shopping bags rustling in his hands.

Audrey’s cheeks burned red. She pushed me back and jumped off the counter, leaving flour handprints on my shirt as she rushed back to her abandoned dough. She pounded it with newfound intensity, eyes locked downward.

I stayed put, watching her flustered movements with unexpected satisfaction. Her blush and slightly trembling fingers gave her away. Even now, she still reacted to me.

I picked up her phone from the counter. “Want me to put this back for you?” My voice came out deeper than intended.

“No,” she snapped, grabbing it with her flour–covered hand and shoving it into her pocket.

Seeing that color spread across her face, I felt my mood lift despite the interruption. I nodded to Michael and walked past

him to the living room.

The leather sofa creaked as I sat. Michael placed his bags on the table and pulled out a new smartphone.

“Mrs. Parker mentioned your phone was damaged in the crash, so I got you a replacement,” he said, placing it before me. “Same number, with all your apps installed.”

I nodded as I turned it on. “What happened to those men who chased us?”

“All alive but injured. They’re in the hospital with police guards. I’ve stationed our people to watch them too.”

“Have you identified who sent them?”

Michael hesitated. “Yes… we have.”

silence made me look up. His face was unusually tense

Parker–Rose Studio,” he said carefully.

folder, my

back four years. Laurel had wanted to break into entertainment, so we created this small management company. Months later, she needed a more established agency,

ones at

Studio.”

I listened silently.

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they were alan (unded by

of my name, but Laurel had run it from day one. After the step- using it for her

thought it was dead

alive

last night echoed in my mind: “If only you and Laurel know who leaked this information… Then either you

spread through my temples. I focused on the document

legal representative section. Not Laurel

explained. “Laurel’s agent. After Laurel signed with her new agency, the studio transferred to Jennifer. It’s been under

it’s Jennifer’s

coldly. “I have several companies under your name. When

knowledge?”

– he worried I’d refuse to see the truth about Laurel, that my feelings would

wasn’t that

kitchen where Audrey stood working, her

was right. The online attacks, the men hunting Ethan – all

silence. The screen

moment, I answered.

flowed through the speaker. “Are you

bridge of

you must have crashed early. I calculated you’d be awake by now, so

off. Normally at this hour, Laurel would have barely opened her eyes. Why call so

and walked into the yard. Laurel,

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