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.

sleeping. Tell me what you need, I’ll pass it along

trailer, tie loosened, features relaxed. Despite appearing deep in slumber,

phone, burying my

the crew toward the

explosion rocked the studio

the air, growing

his watch, he said, “Claire, I should check on

Claire could protest, his assistant pounded on the door: “Sir!

Sinclair!TM

schedule

up… She waited for you at lunch, but when you didn’t

wasn’t I informed?”

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