Sean walked around the private chamber, glancing at Nia disdainfully. He took his seat on a single sofa with his right elbow on the armrest and one leg crossed over the other. He exuded an aura of authority and power that made those around him tremble in fear.Nia stared at him, mouth agape. She had heard a lot about how arrogant the producer, Sean Watson, was, but never knew that he was so intimidating.Sean Watson was not only the producer of the drama series. He was the owner of Picmotion as well. He owned The Crescent, a hotel and resort chain with branches all over East Asia. He also invested in several large- and small-scale businesses.Nia wondered how she caught the attention of such an influential man.Was he interested in her? Did he intend to give her a big break?She grew excited as soon as this thought crossed her mind. She would like to do anything to please him to get a big role in one of the Picmotion drama series or movies. Furthermore, Sean was a handsome man, the de

Later that night…Caroline and Nia stealthily entered the guest room when everyone went to sleep. They ducked and slowly approached the cupboard.The light of the room was dim. The air was cold and thick with the heavy breathing of Natasha and Jack. Watching Natasha sleeping so peacefully, Caroline’s mouth twisted. She wanted to strangle her to death.Her legs collided with the bedside table since her focus was on Natasha. The empty glass on the table shook.Nia grabbed the glass before it fell to the floor. "Mommy," she hissed, squeezing her arm. "Do you want to wake them up? Be careful.""Uh, uh… I will be careful." Caroline assured her and proceeded towards the cupboard.She opened the cupboard slowly."Be quick," Nia urged, looking back at Natasha. Her heart leaped to her mouth when she saw her moving to the other side. The phone almost slipped from her grip."What are you doing?" Caroline hissed. "It’s dark. I can’t see anything.""Okay, okay." Nia directed the phone's flashlight

Natasha looked like a heavenly beauty in that white gown, which flowed freely from the waist into flares. The hem reached to the floor. Fine thread work made the dress even more exquisite.The dress left the top of her shoulders uncovered, but it covered the sides and flowed down into a beautiful V-neckline. It wrapped her upper body perfectly, elegantly accentuating her curves.Her arms were left uncovered, displaying her sleek, flawless skin. She undoubtedly looked stunning.Sean couldn’t take his eyes off of her. But his gaze gradually turned cold when he sensed every pair of eyes in the shop glued to her. It made him annoyed.Natasha was only his, and he had the right to admire her beauty. It was only he who would buy her a dress.His annoyance soon transformed into boiling fury when he noticed Easton praising her. He didn't like it when Easton got close to Natasha. His face hardened as he shot him a stern glare.Sean beckoned to a saleswoman and hissed, "Ask her to change the dre

Nia saw Natasha in the dining area. She clutched her wine glass and approached her. But she stopped in her tracks when she saw Easton handing her a bowl of fruit salad.The smile on Easton’s face and his caring expression spiked her anger. She couldn’t figure out what kind of spell Natasha had cast on Easton that he couldn’t stay away from her.How could Natasha take control over him in just a few days?She gripped the glass even tighter, her teeth clenching together. She had no choice but to swallow her rage and walk away.Natasha looked at the fruit bowl in her hand and then glanced at the goblet of chocolate mousse, her mouth watered. She wanted to pick that one, but Easton stopped her.Easton smiled, looking at her helpless look. "I know you want that. But you can’t eat it. You have a little fat around your tummy. You need to get rid of it. For that, you have to cut sweets and do exercise. I will appoint a fitness trainer for you.""Fat…" She looked down at herself and instinctive

"Natasha…" Easton cried out, pulling his hair. He was worried, thinking something awful had happened to her.The worry soon turned into rage when he saw Sean approaching him.Sean had a smirk on his lips as if he had triumphed over him. He was curious how Easton would react when he found out Natasha was with him."Why are you yelling?" he asked, standing arrogantly in front of him, his hands in his pockets. "Have you forgotten that this is a banquet hall and a party is going on? This is not a film set.""I can do whatever I want. I don’t need your permission." Easton walked past him and called out, "Natasha.""She is changing."Easton paused and looked back at him with a scowl.Sean also turned to him. He was satisfied at the sight of his unsettled look. "You heard me right. She was with me all the time. I wanted her to give the dress I had purchased earlier this day.""What?" Easton exclaimed, taken aback.He was the one who selected the dress for her. He had been buying it. Sean did