Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 15

Amara turned her head.

Walking toward her was Finnian. He was dressed in a tailored black shirt and slacks, his broad shoulders and narrow waist accentuating his long, graceful legs. His physique was enough to make even the top male models feel a twinge of envy.

And then there was his face, handsome enough to overshadow any star.

When he first stepped onto the set, the young women couldn't help but scream and gawk at him. The actors, who usually seemed miles above the extras, were suddenly pale in comparison.

As Amara watched him, she couldn't help but think back to when she first met Finnian in their senior year of high school. She, too, had been dazzled by his looks.

But recalling what Finnian had just said made her heart feel like it had been pricked by a needle.

"Ms. Porter isn't quite right for the role," she said bluntly to Finnian. "She doesn't match the image of Isabella."

“Images can be adjusted," Finnian replied, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Besides, the whole production team has already signed off on this."

Implying that her opinion as a mere scriptwriter didn't matter. Amara bit her lip hard, her heart twisting painfully.

he, who

"There

a mask, hid her emotions, but her clenched fists and fiery gaze made it clear she

stepped forward with her sweet voice. "Finn, don't argue with Ms. Sullivan because of me. I really

to be a part of this project. I

sensed the vibe among these three was amiss, feeling like he was missing something

Cedric didn't even know they knew each other and assumed Amara was

“Let's leave it at that. Liliana is

her eyes briefly, unsure of what to say. The investors, the director, they were all on Liliana's side.

said, glancing at her before walking away.

said calmly, “Liliana will do well in this role. There's nothing to worry

were adequate; she wouldn't ruin the show at least. But even if she

to do this, and he would move mountains to make it

understood all this, yet her lips were pale. She silently gazed out the

Liliana in the role, her opposition was futile. With that, she walked

Was it just his imagination?

remained downcast, but work called, so she kept her head down, organizing scripts. Suddenly, a mocking voice

now, despite all your devotion, he openly favors his lover over you. Is