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.

shift in the back seat broke

pockets and took out

a surprised woman’s voice greeted him.

parking lot

eye on her, Galilea

him into meeting her using her life as a bargaining

him coming to her in the dead

exclaimed, the

new outfit. However, before proceeding, she had a sudden realization. Walking up to the mirror, she carefully assessed her

lingering drowsiness. Her chosen attire for sleep was a floral

on a short coat from her closet, grabbed her room key,

underground parking, her

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