Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 150

“What’s wrong?” Miller called out from a distance, concern lacing his voice. “Feeling under the weather?”

The rigging was tight, squeezing the breath out of Natalle. Her body ached, her heart pounded, and a wave of darkness threatened to engulf her vision. She couldn’t speak, only managing to shake her head in response.

“Get her down, now!” Rosie, sensing that something was amiss, commanded the crew urgently. She suspected it might be because Natalie hadn’t properly recovered from her recent injuries.

When Brian entered the studio, the sight that greeted him was a huddle of people around Natalie, who was being lowered from the rigging. Her head was tilted at an awkward angle, pain etched across her face.

“Natalie?” Rosie was at the forefront, gently tugging on her sleeve. “Are you alright? Say something, you’re scaring me!”

No response came from Natalie.

“She’s passed out!” Rosie exclaimed with a panic–stricken voice.

The group fumbled to remove the restrictive harness from Natalie. Just as Rosie steadied her. she felt a forceful shove from the side.

with worry, scooped Natalie up in

was the first

Rosie with puzzled looks,

herself up and managed to reply, “Oh, friends, Mr. Howard is a friend of my cousin, so…” Even as she said it, she knew her explanation fell flat.

month and hadn’t picked

the edge of the crowd, Arlen stared, dumbstruck, as

benefactor were true after all. Arlen had always

herself being gently held. A

for a bit…” she mumbled weakly, her

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ears were ringing too loudly to catch the words.

became hushed, and the dizziness

to open her eyes and realized she was lying in someone’s arms,

–

her

vomit