A Cue For Happiness

Chapter 17

Natalie’s eyelashes fluttered in shock.

Oh no! Samuel has seen my face! I can’t hide it anymore!

Furrowing his brows, Samuel asked, “Aren’t you filming in Xenhall?”

“Xenhall… Filming…”

Isn’t Clayton filming his drama there? Does this mean that he mistook me for that woman?

Her question was immediately answered the next second.

“Yara Nichols, are you following me?” Samuel asked coldly with a dangerous undertone.

Natalie calmed herself down and gathered her thoughts.

I’m not Yara, Yara will know that I’m still alive. I

no avail. She sighed resignedly. “Samuel, can you let go

mellow her voice was and how her eyes were filled with grievance. She was like a hurt kitten, so soft and docile that he could stare at

locked on her, but his grip had

always been spoilt and weak. She carries herself in a sophisticated manner. Although her gazes and her smiles are all practiced and refined, they don’t stir

a hiss of pain as

his brows, Samuel asked frostily again, “You have yet to answer my question. Why are

clear, sparkling eyes. “I had some free time in my

right? Just now, Franklin told me over the phone that Samuel is a misogynist. If I

in preparation for the man’s

and

missed me so much, huh,

be Yara, Natalie decided to continue messing around. “Of course! I want you

by her own words that a layer of goosebumps rose on

waiter carrying a steaming cup of coffee was walking past behind her when she took a step back

her out of harm’s way