"In fact, I've always thought that Mr. Whitlock isn't someone like that, honestly. I've been in the entertainment circle for a year and can at least read a person. I don't dare say how good a person Mr. Whitlock is, but he is definitely a man with bottom lines. He won't do such a thing." said Yvonne.
Natalie's breathing got staggered at once, her mind spiraling quicker and quicker.
"But my son did die, and if it wasn't him, who else would dare to murder him, and..." "Natalie, did you personally see Hayden die?" Yvonne suddenly interrupted her.
Natalie's mind went blank with a buzz.
Right, she didn't see it with her own eyes.
Yet, that was the least of her concerns at the moment - Lucy's appearance shook her to the extreme, agitated to the point of paranoia. Natalie was sure that her baby must have died in Tobias's hands. On the other end of the phone, something unexpected sprung to Yvonne's mind.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Could it be...
"Natalie, something just occurred to me." Yvonne's pitch jumped half an octave.
"What is it, Yvonne?" Natalie answered after a short pause, trying hard to adjust her breathing.
Yvonne took a deep breath and splurted, "Natalie, you were too emotional then, and I chose to believe you, but I think you've missed something! Back then at the airport, Mr. Whitlock was holding a child. You said that if Hayden hadn't died, he would have been that age. What if that child is yours? Have you thought about this?" Hearing this, Natalie's whole body froze at the possibility.
After a while, she snapped out of it. "But I heard the child called a woman his mother." If Natalie didn't see what happened between Lucy and him, maybe Natalie would really believe it.
"Is that the woman Lucy that you mentioned earlier? Didn't you say she is having dinner at Whitlock's now? Is she and Tobias strangers? If they don't know each other, how could they have a child?" A lightning bolt flashed through Natalie's mind.
She faintly realized something, but she couldn't grasp it.
"Natalie, I think you have to calm down now. Think about it - I feel that this matter is definitely not as simple as it seems. It's better for you to look into it carefully. I," Yvonne continued after a pause, "I'm going to be a little busy today. You should think it through first. I'll call you tomorrow, and then well break it down together." Natalie's eyes were blinking violently.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA moment later, she took a deep breath and spoke, "Okay, Yvonne, you go ahead. It's true that I'm in a mess right now. Letsort my thoughts out and then well be in touch." After hanging up the phone, Yvonne rushed to the studio.
"Hurry up, it's your turn next. Why are you still dawdling over there on the phone?" The assistant director snapped at Yvonne impatiently. "Sorry, I'll be right there." Yvonne rushed to the lot, and her scenes were about to start next.
She glanced toward the director and saw Jenkins, as she had hoped.
He was sitting there staring at the video camera. The director was nodding to him meekly.
The mighty Jenkins indeed had the final say here.
In fact, the director was very famous. He has won prestigious awards all over the world, but he was still a rank lower in front of Jenkins. Yvonne gritted her teeth.
This time, she must succeed no matter what.
It was going to be her shoot soon.
She would be working with a famous actor in this scene.
The famous actor played a monarch, while Yvonne was the servant who deliberately wanted to seduce the king.
She stripped down in front of him, leaving only her undershirt.
"Cut!" The director called for a pause. "That's enough. Get the next scene ready." Yvonne gritted her teeth, her fingers quickly unlacing her lingerie with a tug.
She moved so fast that no one even noticed.
The undershirt slipped from Yvonne's body.
She specially prepared a nude bra and wore it underneath. Unlike the ordinary ones, this nude bra was custom- made. It was smaller than the normal size and fit tightly to the body, with only the entire back showing. The front was well concealed.
With a shout of surprise, Yvonne's bare back was exposed to everyone.
And exposed to Jenkins, who was watching the video camera.
Yvonne's back was covered with whip marks, etched clearly in dark red.
Looking at the screen, Jenkins' breathing suddenly becheavy. His deep dark eyes stared at the dull red cuts, the blood in his body seemed to be burning.
The actor next to Yvonne quickly took a coat and put it on her.
"Be careful." He said to Yvonne.
His voice was very gentle.
Yvonne couldn't help but glance at him gratefully.
His nwas Patrick Lawson, a well-known actor in the country.
He was also the first person in the stuto care about Yvonne.
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Patrick smiled at Yvonne, amiable and gentleman-like.
Yvonne walked away draped in the coat. She noticed Jenkins, his eyes still glued to the screen. He did not even glance at her once.
Yvonne's heart suddenly surged with a sense of disappointment.
It seemed that what Penney said was true. A man like Jenkins has plenty of beautiful women using various tricks to flock to him. She was just another one to the pile.
Well, it looked like her efforts were in vain.
Yvonne called Penney and told her about it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPenney seemed to have expected this result.
She sighed, "Yvonne, the number of women who want Jenkins' attention can go for blocks and blocks. Don't think to much about it. Not any woman can get the attention of such a man." Yvonne snorted out a bitter laugh. Of course, she knew she couldn't easily catch Jenkins's eye.
He was young, handsome, and not to mention extremely powerful.
Yvonne did it because she knew Jenkins' taste. Probably no woman was ever as bold as she was.
So she plucked up the courage to try, but didn't expect it to fail anyway.
Yvonne sighed.
She hung up the call and went to have a midnight snack before heading back to the hotel.
The studio was quite secluded and there was only one hotel nearby So whether it was a well-known actor or a small role like Yvonne, they were all arranged to stay in this hotel.
There was an elevator, but Yvonne was in a bad mood today and didn't feel like taking it, so she took the stairs. When she reached the second floor, Yvonne vaguely saw a tall figure standing by the window.
The figure was inexplicably familiar.
Yvonne peered at him again, and then her breath stopped.
That man was Jenkins, wasn't he? He was leaning on the windowsill and smoking. In the shimmering light, he looked extremely stunning.
On such a silent night, it was mesmerizing to see.
Yvonne hesitated for a moment.
After a while, she took a deep breath. She had already reached this point, so she didn't mind failing again.
In order to be successful, she had to give it a try.
Yvonne walked to Jenkins's side.
She smiled seductively and asked, "Sir, can I have a cigarette? I feel like smoking too." Hot Singles Are Looking For Older Men |