Chapter: 455

Perhaps because he was born out of wedlock.

His very existence was seen as a mistake from the very beginning.

In the middle of the night, a black Cayenne eased into the underground parking lot of the hotel, temporary home to the Cloudwater Town film crew.

“We’ve arrived, sir,” the driver announced, glancing at Tyrone’s resting form reflected in the rearview mirror.

“Okay,” Tyrone murmured, his eyelids remaining shuttered, his form suggesting sleep.

Detecting the strong scent of alcohol in the car, the driver hesitated, unsure whether to persist in reminding him.

minutes later, a shift in the back seat broke the

rummaged in his pockets and

before a surprised woman’s voice greeted him.

parking

to keep an eye on her, Galilea knew that he would not spoil

her using her life as a bargaining chip. Instead, she had to film while awaiting her next

anticipate him coming to her in the dead of night just two days after

down!” Galilea exclaimed, the

outfit. However, before proceeding, she had

showed signs of lingering drowsiness. Her chosen attire for sleep was a floral slip

slicked on some lipstick, threw on a short coat from

parking, her voice echoing in the

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