Tyrone glanced at Bradley and acknowledged, “Indeed.”

He knew him all too well.

This guy had once tried to elope with his wife!

“Mr. Blakely.” Bradley greeted him.

Tyrone nodded in response and shifted his gaze to the woman trailing behind. “How long have you been here?”

“About an hour,” Sabrina replied, sipping her fruit tea.

Chains, sporting a jovial smile, proposed, “What a pleasant coincidence! Mr. Blakely is here to see Galilea and Ms. Chavez is here to see Bradley. Why don’t we all have lunch together? My treat.”

“That would be great.”

Chains wrapped up the shoot and had an assistant director accompany them to a nearby restaurant, where they reserved

“Order whatever you

Bradley expressed

you,” Galilea

Bradley offered a few

skimmed through the menu

“Okay.”

you’ve got a good handle on Ms. Chavez’s tastes, Bradley. How did you two get

used to be my next-door neighbor as

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