The Queen They Buried

Chapter 482

Trevor had a place near the filming location where he’d been staying these days. He brought Kate back with him.

“You didn’t go to the party because…” Trevor kept up his flawless gentlemanly facade.

He handed her a cup of water. “Of course, if you feel I’m overstepping, you don’t have to answer.”

A faint smile played at the corners of Trevor’s lips, making it hard for anyone not to warm up to him.

Kate lowered her gaze. “My family’s not well–off, and they’re still paying for my education. The main reason I’m acting is for the paycheck. I also have other part–time jobs, like working as a bartender at a bar.

As if remembering something, her tone grew a bit more urgent. “But it’s nothing shady. I’m just working as a bartender and earning commission,

that’s all.”

Trevor reached out and gently patted her head. “I know.”

She looked up at him, her eyes brimming with gratitude.

He could see the admiration in her gaze, something he was all too familiar with. His smile deepened. “There’s nothing shameful about earning money through your own hard work.

for dinner tonight.

half–serious. He really was relieved. Otherwise, the girl he had his eye on might

Kate’s cheeks flushed a little. “Mr. Wilson,

“I do,” he replied.

everything just seemed to fall into place, so smoothly that even Trevor was

She rambled on about

drunk,” Trevor said

where

morning. Kate slowly opened her eyes, feeling his arm draped around her waist. There was no trace of panic or shyness in her gaze–only pure

‘I have finally done it. I have taken

I’m here

in her eyes. She let out a startled cry, clutching the blanket to her

softly, pretending to

sweet she’d

to act pure and innocent just to please him, but nothing compared

and pulled her into

crying, her voice trembling as she whispered,

tell the director I can’t do this short drama anymore. I’ll stay far away from you. I won’t show up and