Chapter 6

Alexander never showed for lunch.

Instead, I received a call from Jake Wilson, a notorious paparazzo. His team had captured photos and footage of Alexander with Claire. Too afraid to approach Alexander directly, he’d come to me.

I felt nothing about these photos anymore.

Still, I should inform Alexander. His phone went straight to voicemail.

When I called his assistant, he stammered, “Mr. Sinclair is…”

A haughty voice cut in from the background: “Miss Claire said she and Mr. Sinclair are not to be disturbed during their afternoon rest.”

I hung up, words dying in my throat.

me what you need, I’ll pass it

tie loosened, features relaxed. Despite appearing deep in slumber, his fingers were intertwined with

burying my heartache with

crew toward the

minutes later, a massive explosion rocked

the air, growing closer.

it from Claire’s trailer but didn’t react immediately. Checking his watch, he said, “Claire, I should check on Evelyn’s explosion scene. This film is my apology to you for her behavior.”

Claire could protest, his assistant pounded on the door: “Sir! There’s been

Sinclair!TM

froze. “The schedule

but when you didn’t come, she hadn’t eaten, so they—”

informed?”

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