Chapter 158
“It’s nothing major. The police wouldn’t even bother with it.” Lila found Zara to be ridiculous. Had her repeated visits to the police made her overly sensitive?
After speaking, she tapped Vince lightly and said, “Let’s go, Vince.”
Ethan trailed after them. Glancing back at Zara, who looked ready to explode with anger, he quickened his pace. He figured it’d be better to leave before she lost it and things got messy.
Fuming with rage, Zara turned to her employees and started telling them off. “You bunch of idiots! Do you think I’m paying you to do nothing?”
Her employees kept their heads low, seemingly used to her odd temper. Yet, the garden staff member looked displeased. He wondered how this unhinged woman managed to become a superstar in the first place.
Then it struck him that she had been exposed for being a homewrecker and blacklisted–that explained a lot. Still, given her horrible temper, how did her sponsors put up with her?
One of Zara’s employees, Jolene Watson, stared at Vince’s retreating figure for a while. It took her quite some time to figure out why he had looked familiar. “Ms. Hayes, that man looks like Vince Lane, the president of Lane Group.”
Zara froze before quickly retorting, “Impossible! How would Lila know a big shot like him?”
By the way that he protected her, they seemed to have some sort of complex relationship. Was Lila actually that capable?
Jolene suggested, “Perhaps… she’s his sugar baby? She’s quite attractive.”
Zara frowned. Even if that were the case, it still made her frustrated. Weren’t sugar daddies usually some rich, old men who were probably overweight? Vince was tall and handsome–how could he be one?
She gritted her teeth in frustration as her mind raced. Finally, she pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of Lila and Vince walking together. She then sent it to Dorian.
At the Nexus Entertainment film set, Dorian didn’t have scenes to shoot that afternoon, so he hung out with some people.
Just as he sat down in the private room, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen and his face immediately fell.
One of his friends, Joe Schneider, passed him a freshly poured glass of alcohol. Yet, he ignored it and stood up abruptly. “I’m not in the mood. You guys have fun.”
“What? Hey, Dorian, you just got here!” Joe blocked his way. “We’ve got some pretty hot girls here. You’re single now, so there’s no need for celibacy. If you really don’t want it, you can just have them on your lap or something while you sing.”
Just as Dorian was about to refuse, a group of young women walked in. All of them wore tight–fitting dresses that barely reached their knees. Some of the dresses exposed their waist or even their entire back.
Dorian’s brows furrowed slightly as his gaze swept over them. Only one thought filled his mind–none of them were as beautiful as Lila.
Only one woman, Cassie, made him pause for a moment. Her face shape and features slightly resembled Lila. Her eyes were big, but they were not as round as Lila’s. Her gaze was also less innocent.
Realizing what he was thinking, Dorian frowned even more. Why was Lila constantly occupying his mind?
Joe noticed his hesitation and quickly beckoned Cassie over. “Come over and keep Dorian company.”
She lifted her gaze toward Dorian. He didn’t look quite the same as on television, but he was way better than her usual customers.
Yet, his icy expression intimidated her. She reached out to gently hold his wrist. She only spoke after seeing that he didn’t pull away. “D–Dorian, w–would you like to have a drink?”
