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.

a shift in

blinking lazily, rummaged in his pockets and took out his phone, dialing a

before a surprised woman’s voice greeted

at the parking lot

sent bodyguards to keep an eye on her, Galilea knew that he

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

the dead of night just two days after she resumed

exclaimed, the sleepiness

promptly, intending to change into a new outfit. However, before proceeding, she had a sudden realization.

eyes showed signs of lingering drowsiness. Her chosen

slicked on some lipstick, threw on a short coat from

in the underground parking, her

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