Kylie changed into her slippers, and she couldn’t hold herself back before saying, “Why did you have to meet Owen? Didn’t you want to keep our relationship a Motel Homeveryone?
Samoel replied indifferently. “Compared to me, Owen wants it hidden even more.”
It was a simple sentence, yet it was filled with absolute certainty and a hint of calculated cruelty.
She was at a loss for words. She said nothing else and tumed to head toward her room. Just as she reached the hallway, his cold, commanding voice rang out behind het
“It’s the last time you see Owen. He won’t be showing up again.”
She stopped walking and turned back, her eyes full of disbeliet. “What do you mean by that?”
He let out a low, mocking laugh. “He’s stepping away from the spotlight. He won’t retum to Seaville for the next three years.”
“Stepping away?” Kylie frowned. She knew little about the entertainment industry but understood that Owen was at the peak of his career.
There could only be one reason for him to disappear so suddenly. It was because of her.
She clenched her teeth, suppressing the shock and anger surging inside her, and said in a calm voice, “There’s nothing between me and him. If you don’t believe me, then come at me directly.”
“When you stand at the top, you have the choice to look down. But when you’re at the bottom, you have no choice at all.” His dark, inscrutable gaze locked onto bet, sending a dull down her spine.
She felt like she’d fallen into an ice–cold abyss, an overwhelming sense of helplessness washing over her. His dominance and ruthlessness were terrifying
She went straight to her room and dialed Owen’s number without hesitation. The phone rang repeatedly, but no one answered. She tried again and then a third
time.
This time, a robotic voice care through the speaker. “The number you have dialed is currently unavailable…”
Panic rose in her chest. She immediately called Celia’s number instead.
Cella was probably busy, so she didn’t answer. She waited ten minutes before calling again.
This time, Celia picked up right away. “Kyls? Why are you still up so late?”
she got straight to the point. “Celia, has owen contacted you?”
Upon hearing the urgency in her tone, Celia paused. “What’s wrong? What happened?”
She quickly explained the situation.
Cella’s heart sipped a beat. She immediately checked her recent calls and messages. She had put the call on speaker, and the faint sound of club music buzzed through the background
A single unread text stood out on her screen–it was from Owen. Celia said, “He sent me a message. I’ll forward it to you now.”
“No!” Kylie stopped her instantly, thinking of Samuel’s overbearing nature. “Just read it to me.”
“Alright.” Celia sighed before reading aloud, “Kyls, there’s some trouble with the family business. I have to go back and handle it.
“I don’t know what’s going on between you and Samuel, but I like you! Please wait for the No matter what happens, wait for me!”
Just then, there was a sudden knock at the door.
