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He spoke indifferently like this isn't the Devinsky Royale that is on the line. “ Then save my face.” He arched a brow, tilted into an unspoken question. “ Save your face?No one knows your face.” He sneered. “ My name then. Save my name.” Ahem! We shot Maya a blare at once. Seemingly recoiled, she raised her phone to our face. “ I think enough people know. If she knows, everyone will know in less than a day.” “ Who's that?” Aaron queried, face coloured with distaste.

She grinned at some hilarious memes and videos. Then— A headline cut through her feed like a knife. “Aria Blake Exposed: The Woman Behind the Lens Once Danced for Dollars.” Her finger hovered. She didn’t click at first. She just stared. No breath. No thought. Just the burn of disbelief rising in her chest. She opened the article. And there it was. A photo of her. Her face. Her body.

“You really didn’t know.” I hung up before she could say more, my fingers trembling as I scrambled through my phone. And there it was—the headline screaming back at me. Billionaire Colton Sinclair’s Secret Engagement to the Faceless Famous Vivienne Laurent Finally Revealed.

“What are you talking about?” Maya glanced around nervously before pulling out her phone and showing Lune something. It was an article with a blurry picture of Lune and Arlo from their date, captured secretly by paparazzi. The headline read: Arlo’s Mystery Woman—Lover or Just a Fling? Lune felt her blood run cold as she stared at the picture. She hadn’t even realized someone had taken their photo that day. It wasn’t supposed to be public, and now, people were questioning her relationship with Arlo.

Blair sighed and pinched the spot between his eyebrows. “Ding!” His phone rang again. He thought it was a message from Solomon but saw that it was from Dick. [This beauty is absolutely stunning. I can die happy tonight!] There was a photo after the message. Uninterested, Blair was going to ignore it when he accidentally clicked on the photo. Once the photo filled the screen, the woman inside was clear to see. Next, Blair widened his eyes. He immediately recognized the woman even though she was blindfolded. ‘Mable!’

Maybe that's also the reason why both our company gave us the go signal to reveal our relationship the moment we were ready. But Grey and Tokyo happened and everybody knows it was an accident. They didn't mean to reveal everything and I know Max was just sad about the postponement of our revelation. She turned her body towards me and I get to have a good glimpse of her face. My heart skipped a beat, her face bares from any makeup and she's as stunning as ever. Her lips puckered, quivering like a baby that she is. My baby. "I was planning on writing a long-ass letter to tell our fans about us," she mumbled and she looks so damn adorable I can't help but lean forward and give her a peck on the

BELLE My heart hammered as I stared at the headline for the hundredth time. Breaking News: Billionaire Bachelor, Zalden Marlowe spotted with his secret family. “H-how did they learn about this?” My voice came out barely as a whisper. Zalden's face was glaring in the picture, and so was mine. They thought blurring my face would hide my identity, but I wasn't stupid. Everyone close enough would know who I was. By now, his entire company was probably buzzing about it.

Gwyneth chuckled, then watched him approach and place his phone in front of her. "Boss, you've gone viral..." At his words, Gwyneth picked up Wesley's phone and saw that the journalists had captured the accidental kiss between her and Liam on the plane. There was no doubt that her identity had been exposed during the piano competition. She tapped her fingers on the desk, speechless. It was hard to believe that she would make headlines with such an ambiguous photo one day. "Um, boss..." Gwyneth's thoughts were interrupted as she turned her head to look at Wesley, who wore an expression of curiosity. She remained expressionless.

We had left his house five minutes back. "I think an hour, if there is no traffic." He replied. "Blake how are you so rich? Like this is the first time I saw how much you are loaded. How come no one knows about it?" "Cali, when you go home, search my surname up. Okay?" Blake said and turned on the radio. The first song that comes up is Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots. Before Blake could change the station, I hit his hand. "Let it be." I warned. I then started signing from where it began. "My name is Blurry face and I care what you think.......Wish we could turn back time."

As Sadie was still reeling from this, another news article surfaced. It was a video, showing the male and female leads entwined in a passionate embrace, unwilling to let go. The woman lay on a bed, her face flushed as the male lead passionately thrust toward her. Crucial parts of their bodies were pixelated, including the man's face, but the woman's face had been rendered in high definition. Social media users went frantic. It was not for any other reason but because the high-definition face belonged to none other than the reigning star of Stylish Entertainment, Sadie.