My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 272 Da… a friend brought it up during a visit to the set.

He mentioned that if there were any hardcore fans of Asher among the crew, having one of them speak out would carry more weight.

As Elizabeth explained, she gently removed his arm from her shoulders, subtly shifting to put a bit of distance between them.

A friend? Youre talking about Daxton, arent you? Elijah looked towards the space she had just vacated, feeling the residual warmth from her body.

His eyes then lowered to her feet, noticing the delicate, vein-lined structure.

Elizabeth quietly confirmed his suspicion with a tight press of her lips.

Leaning back, Elijah casually asked, I was under the impression that Silver Elephant Media strictly avoids hiring avid fans of lead actors.

How did he suggest such a thing? Elizabeth dismissed the query with a shrug.

Its probably just a coincidence.

He might not even know about the policy.

How likely is it really? He just happens to make such a suggestion, and there just happens to be someone fitting that description in the crew? Elizabeth thought back to that moment.

Daxton had briefly looked at Beverlys phone.

Could he have seen something indicating Beverlys fondness for Asher? Was he intentionally planting seeds with his comment? She quickly shook off the suspicion.

Daxton wasnt the type to orchestrate such intricate plots.

After all, who could infer so much from a mere glimpse at a phone? Elijah, observing her contemplative look, advised with a tone of concern, You might want to keep your distance from him, or you could find yourself in unexpected trouble.

sparked with

dont need you to manage my relationships! She straightened her posture, crossed her legs, and tilted her chin up

eyes narrowed, taking

admit, her beauty was the type that drew people in, capable of garnering attention from men willing

didnt deter an endless stream

return to the entertainment world only amplified her brilliance, as though a hidden treasure

stare and straightened up, her voice tinged with

any supermodel with my shape, and dont overlook my cleavage either! She remembered the comments he

quite the

their own praises so boldly?

my words! This isnt narcissism; its confidence, Elizabeth retorted,

were the one staring, and now youre pretending

get? Elijah hesitated,

Not necessarily.

my actions, you

continued, Especially in

a flirtatious undertone due to

dispel the charged atmosphere or

phone on

her chance to create some

Your phones ringing.

eyes caught the caller IDSandras name illuminated the

turned cold as she recalled Sandras involvement in her recent brush with

said, Rather than scrutinizing my friendships, perhaps attend to your own

Sandra stayed out of my harms