"She's just stunning."
"Xan!"
"Benjamin?"
Xanthea heard his call and glanced at the time. It was almost lunchtime.
"Are you done shooting? Let's grab some lunch."
"Sure, I've been waiting for you."
Benjamin noticed the slight sweat on her forehead and offered her a handkerchief, "Tired? Wipe your sweat."
"No, I've got my own."
Xanthea pulled out her handkerchief, and carelessly wiped her face. Benjamin caught a glimpse of the logo on itâwas that a menâs handkerchief?
"Xan, I saw your performance just now, unexpectedly brilliant. I didnât realize you were such a natural talent. Iâve been in the industry for ages and haven't seen many like you. I bet this show will be a hit once it airs!"
If it were anything else, Xanthea might have been modest, but Realm of Illusions was not just going to be a hitâit was going to be a sensation, a household name!
"You have a good eye!"
She smiled and gave him a thumbs-up. Benjamin laughed.
They were about to get into the car when Xantheaâs phone rang.
She looked at the screen at an unfamiliar number that somehow seemed vaguely familiar. "Excuse me, I need to take this call."
"Go ahead."
"Hello?"
Xanthea stepped aside, and as soon as the call connected, she heard Cedric's voice, "Ms. Nightshade, this is Cedric."
So it was him!
She remembered his business card, so thatâs why the number looked familiar.
"Cedric? How did you get my cell number?"
"Ms. Nightshade, letâs not focus on that. I have something to discuss with you." Cedric hesitated, then resolved, "Are you free for lunch today? Can we meet?"
Xanthea glanced at Benjamin and shook her head, "Iâm booked for lunch, and I have scenes to shoot in the afternoon. Whatever it is, you can tell me over the phone."
"Itâs not something I can explain quickly over the phone."
"Then text me, or maybe we can meet another day?"
"No!" Cedric immediately refused, sounding quite anxious, "Ms. Nightshade, canât you spare even a little time today? Itâs about the President."
"Orion?"
Raising her eyebrows, Xanthea paused for a moment.
Cedric thought she would refuse outright or hang up when she heard 'President.' Just as he was about to add that it was important, he heard her say, "Alright, send me the address. Iâll come now."
Now?
He paused, looking surprised. Hadnât Ms. Nightshade said she was already booked?
Xanthea ended the call and, looking slightly embarrassed, walked back to Benjamin. "Something came up, and I need to step out for a bit. Looks like I canât join you for lunch, sorry for bailing on you again."
"Is it something important?"
"Mhm," Xanthea nodded, "very important."
"Alright then." After a brief moment of disappointment, Benjamin smiled generously, "If itâs important, you should go take care of it. Donât worry about me."
My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace ï¤Chapter 162 Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
ï¤Chapter 1927 Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)
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