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.

dinner tonight. Otherwise,

half–joking, half–serious. He really was relieved. Otherwise, the girl he had his eye on might have ended up with someone

cheeks flushed a little. “Mr. Wilson,

“I do,” he replied.

place, so smoothly that even Trevor was surprised by

She rambled on about her life, and Trevor, careful not to drink too much, became

drunk,” Trevor

where

her waist. There was no trace of

have taken the first step

just you wait. I’m here to get

quickly masked the hatred in her eyes. She let out a startled cry, clutching the blanket to her chest as

sniffled softly, pretending to

how innocent and sweet she’d looked

to please him, but nothing compared to someone who was genuinely like

pulled her into

crying, her voice trembling as she whispered, “What we did was wrong. You’re

can’t do this short drama anymore. I’ll stay far