Lucian's deep green eyes seemed to burn with intensity. After scrutinizing Ian, his gaze shifted to me.
Fortunately, the studio's entrance looked like a regular apartment. As long as he didn’t step inside, I wouldn’t be caught. Besides, I had no idea why he was here in the first place. When he finally managed to focus his angry stare on me, he spoke.
"As you left the parking lot, a car started following you. When you got into the taxi, they got closer. I followed them to see if they were paparazzi, but I lost them. If they followed you here, they likely got pictures of you coming in. We need to go somewhere together and get photographed."
"No way. You've already been caught, but if they publish something about me, we'll never get out of the spotlight." I said, panic setting in.
Ian wat
