“I missed you, so I flew over.”Kendrick smiled as he wrapped his arm around Anna’s waist, leaning in for a kiss.Annabelle dodged slightly, making his lips land on the corner of her mouth instead.“Are you mad?” he asked.“Jax is still here,” she whispered, her face instantly turning red.Kendrick glanced over at Jax.The man was standing not too far away, very tactfully admiring the sky, the sea, the sand—basically everything except looking in their direction.Satisfied, Kendrick captured Anna’s lips in a proper kiss, though he didn’t linger too long.Even if Jax wasn’t watching, her colleagues were also sneaking glances.It wasn’t that he minded showing affection in public.He just didn’t want other men to see her blushing.“Tired?”Annabelle shook her head, feeling a little embarrassed. “I slept the whole way.”“When does filming start?”Her excitement was obvious as she replied, “The director said the weather will be great tomorrow morning, so we can start shooting then!”Her exp
After dinner, Director William urgently gathered everyone for a meeting at a small restaurant next to his residence.The place was quiet, making it a suitable spot for discussions.Kendrick and Jax accompanied Annabelle to the meeting. However, once it started, they sat off to the side, keeping a low profile as outsiders.With a heavy expression, Director William announced, “Julian got into a car accident on his way to the airport. It’s nothing serious, but he won’t be able to participate in the shoot.”A heavy silence filled the room.What now?Everyone was asking the same question.Without a male lead, there was no way to proceed with the commercial, no matter how they revised the shoot.After all the effort to get here, would they really have to pack up and go home tomorrow? That didn’t seem like an option.People exchanged glances, trying to come up with solutions. Some started suggesting male actors they knew, hoping Director William could reach out to them.Unlike a movie, an ad
Malina took a deep breath but didn’t answer Director William. His expression was extremely unpleasant.Annabelle could tell—he really didn’t want to play the male lead.She imagined what it would be like acting alongside this proud, perfectionist designer.This guy had a nasty temper and was completely self-centered. He wouldn’t be as easygoing as Julian.And she had to gaze deeply into his eyes with affection?Ugh. Just picturing it felt awkward. Impossible.After a moment, Malina finally spoke.“I won’t do it either. I can’t act, and I have zero chemistry with Annabelle. Instead of making me the lead, why not get Gauge?”The moment those words left his mouth, Annabelle blinked rapidly.Gauge as the male lead?Perfect. Absolutely perfect!They were good friends, often played music together, and had great chemistry. More importantly, he was one of her own!Little did she know, sitting across the room, Kendrick nearly jumped up at the mention of Gauge.Gauge? No way. I’ll do it!Fortun
Annabelle felt frustrated.How was she supposed to coax him now?The real issue was, no matter how she comforted him, he would never allow her to film a kiss scene with another man—even if it was just an illusion created through camera angles.He wouldn’t even be able to tolerate seeing that kind of scene.Her original plan was to keep Kendrick from watching the final scene and only let him know after everything was filmed.But now, things had gotten complicated...Meanwhile, Jax followed Kendrick out of the restaurant.Kendrick stopped in his tracks and said, “I’m going back to the villa first. You stay behind and make sure Anna gets home safely.”“Understood, Boss.”Kendrick took two steps forward, then suddenly turned back.“If Anna asks whether I’m mad, tell her yes. Very mad.”Jax’s face darkened.So Boss was making him the messenger just to emphasize how angry he was?Clearly, he wasn’t really that upset.He was probably just feeling a little jealous and needed some comforting.
The walk back was silent. With Jax escorting her, Annabelle returned to her villa.It was a beautiful seaside retreat, with a back porch extending into a small private dock—almost as if the entire Indian Ocean was her personal backyard pool.Unfortunately, she had no time to admire or enjoy the scenery.Right now, all she wanted was to find Kendrick and explain her thoughts to him.As she passed by the study, she saw Kendrick sitting at his laptop, frowning as his fingers clattered across the keyboard. He was clearly busy handling work.Annabelle hesitated for a moment but chose not to disturb him. Instead, she headed to the bedroom to unpack.The moment she walked away, Kendrick glanced up from his screen, pressing his lips together.She had already reached the door—why didn’t she come in?Ah, right. That little woman was stubborn.She was probably debating whether or not to apologize. Maybe she didn’t even think she had done anything wrong.Fine. He’d let her stew for a bit longer.
Annabelle had already left long before.Since she wasn’t sure if Kendrick was still working, she decided not to disturb him.He has to sleep eventually. I’ll just apologize and explain everything before bed.Now, she was at the dock, sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the deep blue sea.Under the glow of the moon and the soft lighting around her, the water shimmered like a sheet of scattered silver, breathtakingly beautiful.But her mind was too preoccupied to appreciate it.Before the meeting ended earlier, the director had actually proposed another option for the male lead.If Gauge couldn’t accept the role, there was a backup actor available. His agent had already confirmed that he was free and willing to step in at the last minute.Since it was just a short commercial, it wasn’t a big deal for him.But after a quick search, Annabelle discovered a troubling fact—this man had a history of inappropriate behavior.He had taken advantage of a co-star during an intimate scene, ev
Annabelle gradually let go of all distractions, allowing herself to sink into the moment.Perhaps it was because she was far from the familiar, but she suddenly felt bolder. Being out in the open like this, under the vast sky, didn’t make her feel shy at all.The night breeze caressed her skin gently, awakening every cell in her body. As her gaze drifted away from Kendrick’s face and up to the star-studded sky, her mind went blank.It was as if, in the boundless universe, only the two of them existed.Her body instinctively arched back, her waist lifting, curving like a bow...—Afterward, she lay in Kendrick’s arms for a long time, still catching her breath. Neither of them spoke, simply holding each other in quiet intimacy.Once she had calmed down, Annabelle hesitated before murmuring, “About keeping that script from you... I wanted to explain—”“It’s fine.”Kendrick interrupted her, tucking a loose strand of her wind-blown hair behind her ear. “Just do what you want. I’m not that
Annabelle put herself in his shoes. If the roles were reversed, she knew she wouldn’t be happy either.So, she carefully explained everything to Kendrick again—why Gauge had to be the male lead and why the final shot of the commercial shouldn’t be a lovers’ kiss fading into the distance, but rather an extreme close-up of the Mermaid’s Tear necklace resting on the heroine’s chest.This approach would subtly avoid any sensitive scenes while shifting the audience’s focus away from the characters and onto the product itself.After all, this wasn’t a romantic drama; it was a jewelry advertisement, and the brand should be the highlight.Annabelle wasn’t an advertising expert, but as a consumer, she believed this kind of storytelling would be more effective.After listening to her reasoning, Kendrick playfully tapped the tip of her nose.“Smart. This is definitely a better approach.”Annabelle pursed her lips, a smile blooming on her face.His approval meant a lot to her. She wasn’t even sur
Agatha’s face turned deathly pale. “Dereon, I didn’t!”Sid let out a cold snort. “At first, when we didn’t see Annabelle, you tried to seduce Kendrick directly. You wanted to sleep with him, then turn around and cling to him as his mistress, living a worry-free life, didn’t you?”Agatha shook her head in panic, glancing between Sid and Dereon. “No, I didn’t. That’s not true.”She anxiously grabbed Dereon’s arm. “Dereon, don’t listen to his nonsense. I was just thinking, if I could seduce Kendrick and sleep with him first, then when he dies, it would solidify the story that he forced himself on a waitress!”“If it were that easy, why would we wait until today to act?” Dereon stepped closer to her. “That Kendrick, like the young master, has long been bewitched by Annabelle and doesn’t even glance at other women. That’s why I arranged for you to hide in the room and fake the scene after he died.”Just mentioning Annabelle ignited a fire in Dereon’s chest.What Kendrick thought of Annabel
Annabelle walked out of the bedroom and came over to the dining table, standing in front of Kendrick.Kendrick was cutting into a plate of German sausage and hadn’t started eating yet. He looked up at her and smiled, “Why are you back again? Don’t want me to eat?”Caught red-handed, Annabelle felt a little embarrassed.Still, she reached out, took his hand, and set down the knife. “How about… you lie down with me for a bit first, and then I’ll eat with you?”Kendrick looked at her, amusement flickering in his eyes.His gaze made her face flush with heat, and even her breathing grew unsteady.“Anna, if you want the ox to work, you have to feed it first.”Her cheeks turned even redder. “That’s not what I meant…”Laughing, Kendrick pulled her into his arms, settling her on his lap. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he said, “After sleeping in the same bed for so many days, if I still can’t tell what you want, wouldn’t that be a waste of all that sleep?”He whispered the last part again
Kendrick sighed against her shoulder, clearly reluctant, but still got out of bed, buttoned up his shirt, and went to open the door.Annabelle followed him out, intending to grab a glass of water.As the door opened, she glanced over—turns out it really was room service.A male staff member was pushing a food cart, and a female staff member stood in front of it, holding a dry-cleaned suit in her arms.“Mr. Gregory, sorry to disturb you. This is the breakfast you ordered, and your clothes have been cleaned as well,” the female staff member said in a gentle, soft-spoken voice.Annabelle couldn’t help but glance at her. The woman was wearing a red hotel uniform skirt set, with an alluring figure, good looks, and a refined demeanor—clearly more polished than the average staff member.Normally, Annabelle would appreciate a pretty girl with a quick glance and move on.But this woman made her frown—and made her stay in the living room instead of heading back to the bedroom after finishing he
Annabelle’s face flushed bright red.What the VP was implying—any adult could understand.She could feel the ambiguous gazes of the others, making her even more embarrassed.Kendrick gave a cold “tsk” and glanced at his vice president. “If you can’t come up with a good idea later, I’m holding you responsible.”“lol, no problem!”he replied heartily.Kendrick looked at Annabelle and smiled. “Come on, I’ll take you to the room.”He took her hand and led her into the bedroom.Once the door closed, Annabelle hurriedly explained, “I didn’t know you were in a meeting—mmph…”Before she could finish, Kendrick had already pinned her against the door, capturing her lips in a deep, heated kiss.Annabelle couldn’t handle such intensity and felt like she was suffocating. She lightly patted his shoulder, signaling him to stop.Kendrick pulled back just slightly, his lips still brushing hers as he whispered, “Anna, I’m really happy you came to see me.”She lowered her head, biting her lip, but he gen
Dereon wore a black baseball cap, head down, looking rushed as he headed toward the boarding gate.He was about to board a flight to North City.His phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he answered, “Young Master, I’m about to board… understood…”At that moment, a familiar figure brushed past him. Dereon paused, frowning as he turned to look back.The crowd was bustling with passengers preparing to board. That fleeting figure was now nowhere to be seen. Had he imagined it?But even if it really was Annabelle, she was walking in the opposite direction of the boarding line, which meant she wasn’t getting on this flight.As long as she didn’t interfere, everything would be fine.He continued the call, “Yes, I’m listening, Young Master… Don’t worry. Tomorrow morning, just wait and watch the news.”After hanging up, he proceeded with the check-in process alongside the crowd.Dereon had booked an economy class ticket. Once on the plane, he turned off his phone and began mentally reviewing ev
Julissa curled herself into the blanket.For Scott, that bar was the place they first met—perhaps even where he fell in love with her at first sight. It was a beautiful memory.But for Julissa, it remained a grey area she had never managed to escape.Whenever she thought about how a stranger had taken her to a hotel that night, how she had lost her virginity there, and might have even been photographed or recorded, her scalp tingled with regret and dread.She used to want revenge on that gigolo, but now, the thing she feared most was encountering him again.She just hoped that incident would stay buried in the past, never to be mentioned again.She held up her left hand in front of her eyes, using the moonlight streaming through the window to look at the ring Scott had given her. She really liked him—loved him—and she hoped he would never find out about that foolish mistake she had made...After leaving the bedroom, Scott went to the dining room. He poured himself half a glass of whis
Julissa looked at him timidly, seemingly wanting to comfort him but not knowing where to start.She bit her lip and carefully asked, “Did you have a fight with Auntie?”“You heard something?”Julissa’s eyes became even more nervous. “Mr. Nichols, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Please don’t be mad…”Only then did Scott realize that he had sounded a bit harsh due to his anxiety, and it had clearly scared her.“Fool, I’m not blaming you.” He pulled Julissa into his arms. “What did you hear?”“I just heard you say that when Julian had a high fever as a child, you took him to get an IV and stuff…”Scott let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like Julissa had only heard the latter part.As long as she didn’t hear the earlier part.Earlier, when he arrived at the apartment building, he had deliberately tricked her, saying he wasn’t coming back, just to play a joke on her—but he ended up scaring her to tears.That’s when he realized that Julissa had been hurt before by Liam and lacked a sense of se
Julissa immediately said, “I’ve got a great memory, Mr. Nichols, so don’t you go back on your word.”“I won’t. I’ll give it to you in a bit.”Julissa had been eagerly waiting for so long, but he was still teasing her. She wasn’t happy about that. “Mr. Nichols, if your ‘little surprise’ isn’t worth at least a few hundred thousand, you’ll owe me big time for all this waiting.”Scott chuckled, “Isn’t that a bit low of a bar? Just a few hundred thousand is enough?”Julissa ignored him. To a capitalist like him, money was just a meaningless number—completely irrational. What she really wanted to know now was: what exactly was this surprise gift?Since he said he’d give it to her later, it had to be a physical item.“Mr. Nichols, just let me see it now, please? Why wait? I’ve been waiting all night!”But no matter how she pouted or pleaded, Scott stayed calm and composed. He simply said, “Be good. I’ll give it to you once we’re in bed.”Julissa started wondering—what kind of gift could only
Julissa cast a sidelong glance at the takeout bags. One large box of fried chicken, two cans of premixed peach cocktails—her favorite—and… a bowl of Frozen yogurt?Wait. Frozen yogurt?She remembered eyeing it longingly when they passed that shop on the way home. She hadn’t said a word though, especially once Mr. Nichols had already driven past. She hadn’t had the heart to ask him to turn back.But clearly, he’d noticed.Looking at Scott again, the fury in her heart had significantly waned.He pulled out the yogurt and looked at her with an arched brow. “Not eating, huh?”Julissa huffed and turned her head away dramatically.As if she'd surrender to the wicked capitalist for just a bowl of yogurt.Scott shrugged, “Guess I’ll eat it, then. Can’t let it melt. Would be a waste.”She rolled her eyes inwardly. As if he—Mr. Perfectionist—would ever stoop to eating something as common as a street snack.But then… he actually started eating it.Julissa's brows furrowed as she peeked at him. H