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.

in the back seat broke

rummaged in his pockets and took

before a surprised woman’s

the parking

bodyguards to keep an eye on her, Galilea knew that

as a bargaining chip. Instead, she

in the dead

down!” Galilea exclaimed,

a new outfit. However,

was in disarray from just waking up, and her eyes showed signs of lingering drowsiness. Her chosen attire for sleep was a

some lipstick, threw on a short coat from her closet, grabbed her room key, and

called in the underground parking, her voice echoing

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255