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.

texted: “Alexander’s exhausted and sleeping. Tell me what you need, I’ll pass

relaxed. Despite appearing deep in slumber, his fingers were intertwined

pocketed my phone, burying

the crew toward the set.

massive explosion rocked the studio lot.

the air, growing

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

the door: “Sir! There’s

Sinclair!TM

schedule

up… She waited for you at lunch, but

wasn’t I informed?” Alexander roared.

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