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.

later, a shift in the

rummaged in his pockets and took

momentarily before a surprised woman’s voice greeted him.

the parking lot

eye on her, Galilea knew that he would not spoil her

her life as a bargaining chip.

the dead of night

exclaimed,

to change into a new outfit. However, before proceeding, she had a sudden realization. Walking up to the

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

a moment’s consideration, she slicked on some lipstick, threw on a short coat from her closet, grabbed her room key,

called in the underground parking,

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