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George Smith swirled the wine in his glass thoughtfully, a bemused expression spreading across his face. "Liam Hart, asking such a juvenile question? Never thought I'd see the day. Since when did you believe in love, and why wasn’t I informed? And what’s this about a girl—twenty years old, you say?"Liam leaned back against the plush chair, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "George, I’m already married."The glass in George’s hand paused mid-air, his brow arching with mild shock. "You’re serious?" His tone, though casual, carried a newfound weight.Instead of answering, Liam downed the rest of his wine, the deep crimson liquid disappearing in one smooth motion.George set his glass down, his curiosity clearly piqued. "Marriage, huh? I suppose this means the lucky lady is Mia Stone."Liam’s smile faded slightly, his tone growing contemplative. "I grew up with Mia. For a long time, I thought she was the obvious choice, the one everyone expected. I even proposed, but she turned me down.

The ride home was suffocatingly quiet.Allie Brooks stole glances at Liam Hart from the passenger’s seat, her reflection flickering in the rearview mirror. His jaw was clenched, his eyes fixed on the road, every muscle in his face a portrait of restrained anger. The tension in the car was so thick it felt like the air might shatter under the weight of unspoken words.Allie’s fingers twisted the strap of her bag. Guilt weighed heavy on her, even though she’d done nothing wrong—at least nothing that he hadn’t already done first. Yet the image of waking up in Nick Lawson’s apartment lingered in her mind, a sharp reminder of how messy her life had become.When the car finally pulled into the driveway of Liam’s sprawling villa, she released a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. But her relief was short-lived. Liam killed the engine and turned to her, his eyes burning with a quiet fury.“Explain.” His voice was low, but the command in it was unmistakable.Allie feigned ignorance. “E

Early the next morning, Allie deliberately stayed in bed longer than usual. It was already past nine when she finally left her room, hoping to avoid any interactions. She had carefully observed Liam's routine during her time in the apartment—he always left for work at exactly 7:30 AM, holidays included.Allie assumed today would be no different.But as she stepped into the living room, a deep, calm voice startled her: “Where are you going?”She froze. Turning her head, she saw Liam seated on the couch, casually dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, with gold-framed glasses perched on his nose. His laptop rested on his lap, and his focused expression suggested he had been working for hours.Her heart skipped a beat. Why was he still here?“I...” she stammered before regaining composure. “I’m heading back to campus. I have my final professional exam this afternoon.”Liam’s eyes flickered up from his laptop, studying her for a moment. Then, with a deliberate tone, he said, “I’ll d

David Brooks set down his coffee cup with a sharp clink, his piercing gaze fixed on Vivian. “You auditioned? And you didn’t think to tell me? This production is a collaboration between Cherry Scoop and Time Entertainment. I should’ve known about it beforehand.”Vivian Brooks, her voice laced with defiance, pouted dramatically. “Dad, come on. I wanted to do this on my own. You know my dream has always been to break into the entertainment industry. I don’t want people thinking I rely on family connections.”David’s expression remained stern, but Lisa Ruyan chuckled softly, placing a reassuring hand on Vivian’s shoulder. “Let her try, David. It’s rare to see Vivian this determined. She auditioned on her own, which shows she has ambition. Let’s support her.”David sighed but nodded, his tone softening. “Fine. What role did you land, then? I haven’t been keeping up with the production details since George Smith is leading the collaboration.”Vivian’s eyes sparkled with pride. “I got the

Allie Brooks’ thoughts were racing as something clicked in her mind. A flash of memory surfaced, vivid and startling.She turned abruptly to George Smith, seated next to her in the car. “The person we’re picking up... it’s not Julian Ford, is it?” she asked, a hint of apprehension in her voice.George’s response was calm but carried the weight of a bombshell. “It’s him. You know him, don’t you? He’s the biggest star under your father’s company.”Of course, Allie knew Julian Ford. He was the golden boy of her father’s talent agency, an actor whose name alone guaranteed success. But this revelation left her uneasy.Allie had assumed George, as the producer of this new TV series, would cast one of his own rising stars. She had even speculated about names like Ethan Blackwell or Noah. It never crossed her mind that the leading role would go to someone from her father’s company.“Why him?” she murmured to herself, though the question hung in the air unanswered.The answer arrived moments l