When Natasha entered the green room, she was surprised to see Nia. It reminded her of the hooligans who had vandalized Zion Consultant. That caused her to lose her job.Her stomach churned with rage. She clutched the script in her hand, her expression darkening. She wished she could chastise her. Then she thought it was useless to argue with her. She finally got a chance to start her acting career after a long time. She should focus on the audition.Nia was equally astonished to see her. "Natasha… What are you doing here?" She asked, coming over to her.The disdainful look on her face made Natasha extremely annoyed. "I am here to do the same thing you are here to do," she sneered."Audition and you?" Nia scoffed arrogantly. "Well, I hope you will get a side role at the very least. Good luck." She walked away to the other side.Natasha pulled her eyes down to the script in her hands, not bothering about her."Hey... did you hear that the producer is here?" Someone said in a hushed tone

Natasha started feeling extremely hot. Her throat was parched and her back was drenched in sweat. She initially thought it was because of the crowd. She went to look for Nia on the dance floor, ignoring the discomfort. But her uneasiness grew with time.Her cheeks were flushed and hot. As the heat rose, her desire spiked. Tingling crawled throughout her body. She let out a throaty moan whenever someone collided with her and desired to lean on that person.Her already flushed face turned redder in embarrassment.‘What is happening to me? How can I feel this way?’Surging hormones were almost blurring her thoughts. But she knew, at the very least, that something was not right with her. She had to escape from here as soon as possible.She hugged herself and walked down the dance floor without stumbling. With her head down, she rushed out of the bar and into the restroom. She didn’t notice someone’s sharp gaze following her.Sean owned this bar, but only his close ones knew about it. He o

The next morning…"Yes, send the footage to me immediately. Don’t let any of the staff take a leave today. I will question them on my own." A male voice inside the room disturbed Natasha’s sleep.She rolled to her side and slowly opened her eyes.An overwhelming headache forced her to close her eyes back. It felt like someone was splitting her skull open. She winched and pressed her brow."I need her phone call details, too," the man continued to say.Natasha opened her eyes with a squint and saw a tall figure standing beside a window, a towel wrapped around his waist. Only his broad bare back was visible.Natasha’s vision was blurry. She frequently blinked to get a clear view, wondering who this man was and why he was in her room.Room…The curtain appeared to be different from the one in her room. She gradually started to remember the phone call she had received last night.She had been looking for Nia at the bar when she suddenly became sick. She also remembered a man dragging her

Johnson began to swing left and right even more, constantly tapping his hand on his chest. A layer of sweat covered his face and neck. He remembered her having a pastry with a boy. This recollection made him restless. He wanted to hug her and ask her to love him the way he loved that boy. He couldn’t say a word, though, because of his anxiety.Natasha swallowed down her uneasiness. She was more worried about him. Looking at his pale face, she was sure that he had some discomfort."Honey, why are you so pale?" she asked, holding his shoulders. "Are you not feeling well?"Johnson shoved her away and ran into the hall.Natasha sprang to her feet and stretched out her hand to call him. She quieted down in the end. She didn’t know his name. An unbearable pain gripped her heart. She was sorry for the child. She wanted to go after him and see if he was okay. At this point, she came to the realization that the boy wouldn’t be alone here. He could have come with an elder.What if he had come w

Sean was shocked to see a boy who resembled his son. His grip around her slackened.Their height, their facial features, eye color, and even their temperament were the same.Sean gaped at him, speechless, not even batting his eyelashes. He couldn’t even say if he was breathing. He felt like lightning had struck him. Time and space seemed to be frozen.The baby he assumed was dead was still alive! And she, Natasha, took him away and hid him for six years!‘How dare she hide my son from me?’The shock quickly transformed into rage. He directed his fiery gaze at Natasha and snapped, "You… How dare you keep my son away from me? How could you?"Natasha trembled under his burning gaze. She stepped back, her chest swelled and deflated quickly. Her lower lip quivered as she tried to say something. But her voice didn’t come out of her throat."Mommy, who is this man? Why is he yelling at you?"Natasha’s heart dropped to her stomach at Jack’s question. She was not sure whether to tell him the t