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.

Claire texted: “Alexander’s exhausted and sleeping. Tell me what you

loosened, features relaxed. Despite appearing deep in slumber, his fingers were intertwined with Claire’s.

pocketed my phone, burying

crew toward the set.

a massive explosion rocked the studio

air,

said, “Claire, I should check on Evelyn’s explosion scene. This film is my apology to

the door:

Sinclair!TM

“The schedule said three o’clock.”

waited for you at lunch, but when you didn’t come, she hadn’t eaten, so

wasn’t I informed?” Alexander

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