MasukDavid opened the car door for Lily and helped her inside, carefully making sure she was seated properly. Once she was settled, he closed the door and walked around to the driver’s side. As soon as he sat down and started the engine, Lily slowly blinked and turned her face toward him.Her vision was still blurry from the alcohol, but she could clearly sense the coldness coming from him. It wasn’t loud or obvious. It was quiet, heavy, sitting between them.“What’s wrong?” she asked softly, shifting a little in her seat.David kept his eyes on the road as the car moved forward. His voice was low and controlled.“What do you mean?”Lily studied his profile for a moment, then looked away.“Nothing,” she murmured. “I’m sleepy.”She leaned back and closed her eyes, choosing not to push further.David didn’t ask anything either. His hands tightened around the steering wheel,
Riyana and Lily both turned their heads at the same time.Lily was already a little drunk. The lights above the table looked slightly blurred to her, and the noise around felt distant. Still, she recognized them instantly. Her eyes widened when she saw David standing beside Jabco.The two of them together was the last thing she expected.“What are you two doing here?” Lily asked, her voice slow but sharp enough to carry.David and Jabco exchanged a brief look. Then David stepped forward and, without any hesitation, bent down on one knee in front of her.“Mrs. Hardison,” he said calmly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, “you’re drunk.”As he spoke, he gently reached out and brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face.Lily narrowed her eyes at him. She didn’t like the way he was acting, didn’t like the way he suddenly appeared and took control like this. But to everyone&rsq
Just as David pulled his car to a stop in front of the restaurant, his eyes caught a familiar figure stepping out of a black car.His hands tightened around the steering wheel.For a moment, he couldn’t breathe.The pain that flashed through his eyes was sharp and raw, but he quickly buried it under anger. He had learned long ago how to hide hurt behind coldness.That man was Jabco.And Lily… Lily was his wife. The woman he loved. The mother of his son.Just a few days ago, he had slipped a ring onto her finger. She had accepted it.This very morning, she had been in his arms when he woke up. Her warmth was still lingering on his skin, yet now, sitting in this car, he felt like an outsider.He didn’t even have the courage to step out.Her warning echoed clearly in his mind. If you push me again, if you make even one more mistake, I won’t hesitate. I’ll take off this ring and throw it in your face.David
The door opened at that exact moment.Nick, who had just walked in, froze at the doorway. Since Riyana had left, the entire office atmosphere had been tense. Nick felt it every day.He chose his steps carefully, his words even more so.Jabco didn’t look at him.“Nick,” Jabco said coldly, his voice sharp with restrained anger, “get the car.”Nick didn’t dare ask a single question. He nodded immediately. “Yes, sir.”Jabco grabbed his coat from the chair and strode toward the door with long, forceful steps, his face dark and unreadable.Nick followed behind him in silence, knowing one thing for sure.Someone was about to pay for Jabco Grey’s mood tonight.At Lily’s apartment, the kitchen lights were on.David stood by the stove, sleeves rolled up, carefully plating the food he had just finished cooking. The aroma filled the room, warm and comforting. He had put real effort into
“So, where are we going to practice?” she asked, tapping her pen against her notebook absentmindedly.“You can practice in our office,” John replied casually.Riyana nodded, but Lennox’s voice interrupted, calm and smooth. “No, that will be troublesome. Why don’t we do it at my house? It’ll be easier and more convenient.”Her eyes widened slightly. “Your house?”she repeated, stunned. John also raised his eyebrows, caught off guard.“Yes,” Lennox said, leaning lazily back in his chair, one hand draped across the armrest. “It’ll be private too, if Ms. Rivan doesn’t mind.”Riyana hesitated for a moment, her mind spinning. His house? A superstar’s home?She swallowed, trying to keep her thoughts from racing. “I… I don’t have a problem. But, uh… you’ll be okay? I mean, what if someone finds out? The media?”
John spotted them first. He waved and walked over, a tablet tucked under his arm.“Riyana, you’re here already?” he smiled, then noticed Lily. “Ms. Collins"“Just Lily, Mr. Brown ,” she corrected lightly."Sorry for that, Lily " they laughed together.and turned back to Riyana.“The actor will be here in ten minutes.Riyana nodded.Lily squeezed her arm. “I’ll go check on the costume side. We’ll talk later.”Riyana nodded. “Sure.”As Lily walked away, Riyana took a deep breath and followed John further inside. The set opened up in front of her. A fake street, half-built houses, props scattered around. It was loud, messy, alive.John led her down a quiet hallway and stopped in front of a small room near the set. He opened the door and gestured for her to go in.“You can wait here for a bit,” he said in a calm, casual tone. “The actor w







