Forbidden Passion

Chapter 773 Confess Or Not Confess?

Outside the dressing room, staff and extras were gathered. Seeing Patrick walk out with a cold expression, Vincent's assistant immediately approached him, looking apprehensive.

"Mr. Winston, is Ms. Croix okay?"

Patrick's indifferent eyes glanced over, staring at him for a few seconds until the assistant felt uncomfortable. Then he spoke, "My personal makeup artist doesn't need anyone else's concern."

The assistant's face changed dramatically. "I-I was just asking on Vincent's behalf. Can she still play games tonight?"

It seemed Patrick had overestimated Vincent. Cindy was so badly hurt, yet that fool

was still thinking about playing games with her. Chasing someone like this, he was bound to fail sooner or later.

"She doesn't have time."

"Thanks." Seeing Patrick's unfriendly expression, the assistant didn't dare stay long and quickly turned to report back to the adjacent dressing room.

Patrick walked to the first-floor kitchen, where the chef was preparing dinner.

The sudden sandstorm had disrupted the filming schedule, leaving everyone stuck in the house with nothing to do but browse Facebook, play games, and wait for dinner.

As Patrick entered the kitchen, the chefs recognized him and immediately became so nervous they didn't know what to do with themselves. "Patrick, the kitchen isn't a place for you. Please leave."

Patrick rolled up his sleeves, looking indifferent. "Mind if I make a sandwich?"

The chef nodded immediately. "Yes, we just made some this afternoon for the night shift crew. What kind would you like?"

Patrick thought for a moment. "I was thinking of making a ham, lettuce, and cheese sandwich on whole wheat bread. Do you have those ingredients?"

"Yes, we have everything you need. But if you prefer, we can make it for you." The chef was very nervous; after all, the person in front of him was a big star they rarely saw.

Patrick noticed how uneasy the kitchen staff were and decided to ease their nerves. "Thanks, but I think I'll let you handle it. Could you make two of those sandwiches for me?"

"Absolutely, Mr. Winston. We'll have them ready in no time," the chef replied, eager to help.

polite nod and turned

Cindy was standing in front of the vanity, poking her nose. "Broken,

crossed, watching Cindy mutter. He said coldly, "If you keep poking it like that, it'll break

turned around sharply, glaring at him. "All you do is stand there and say mean things. What good

of good. I like seeing you in pain," Patrick said

a jerk!" Cindy

sofa. Remembering the sandstorm that had swept through the city, she picked up her

seen Theodore off. She was sitting on the bed, watching Ethan drink milk

picked it up and saw a video call invitation

of flickering light, Cindy's face

happened to

about you, and

but laugh. "It's really funny.

How are things on

Boris, and Noomi..." Phoebe began, but Cindy interrupted,

is bad. I can't

probably couldn't talk freely. She said,

sent a string of text messages. [Patrick

to the eco-park and wanting

Cindy was shocked.

Theodore out

if Theodore was crazy, but she

him as their godfather and he

GlamGuru: [Don't panic!]

[What is he thinking? He's only met them once, and he wants to

[Is he testing

[I think so too. If he's testing me, the kids' true identities will be exposed sooner or later.

go and confess, there's

Mia: [What outcome?]

in bed. Just be mentally prepared;

to him anytime.]