Chapter 17

Natalie’s eyelashes fluttered in shock.

Oh no! Samuel has seen my face! I can’t hide it anymore!

Furrowing his brows, Samuel asked, “Aren’t you filming in Xenhall?”

“Xenhall… Filming…”

Isn’t Clayton filming his drama there? Does this mean that he mistook me for that woman?

Her question was immediately answered the next second.

“Yara Nichols, are you following me?” Samuel asked coldly with a dangerous undertone.

Natalie calmed herself down and gathered her thoughts.

He mistook me for Yara, and he knows that she’s currently filming in Xenhall. This means that he’s close with her. If he realizes that I’m not Yara, Yara will know that I’m still alive. I mustn’t reveal my identity now! Since he has already mistaken me, I’ll have to play along with it.

She twisted her wrist around to release herself from Samuel’s grip, but to no avail. She sighed resignedly. “Samuel, can you let go of my wrist? It hurts.”

to realize how mellow her voice was and how her eyes were filled with grievance. She was like a hurt kitten, so soft and docile that he could stare at

was still locked on her, but his grip

always been spoilt and weak. She carries herself in a

hiss of pain as she checked her bruised

have yet to answer my

 

time in my filming schedule, so I sneaked back to see you. But I didn’t want you to find

Just now, Franklin told me over the phone that Samuel is a misogynist. If I

shut in preparation for the

moment later and found herself staring

so

“Of course! I want you by my side every night! I can’t sleep

me.”

so disgusted by her own words that a

coffee was walking past behind her when she took a

collided, Samuel pulled her out of harm’s way and into his

gaze and stared at the woman in his embrace. A refreshing and alluring scent hung in the air,

this enticing? So enticing that I’m no longer

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