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.”

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

still locked on her,

herself in a sophisticated manner. Although her gazes and her

hiss of pain as she checked her bruised

have

 

in my filming schedule, so I

and straightforward enough, right? Just now, Franklin told me over the phone that Samuel is a misogynist. If I say such disgusting words to

squeezed her eyes shut in preparation for the

slowly opened her eyes a moment later and found herself staring straight

so much,

to continue messing around. “Of course! I want you by my

me.”

so disgusted by her own words that a layer of goosebumps rose on

coffee was walking past behind her

right before they collided, Samuel pulled her out

the woman in his embrace. A refreshing

always been this enticing? So enticing that I’m no longer able

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