Andres had been calling Sofia, but she didn’t respond to his calls. To the outside world, Andres was her main agent, and he would help take care of her daily schedule, but that wasn’t true. Sofia’s agent had always been the same person from when she started her acting career. It was Roger Smith, the burly, hairy guy. He would also act in almost all the movies Sofia was part of. Carlos never liked the guy because he was too arrogant and never let him talk to Sofia when he was around. He would make it look like Sofia was busy and all. Carlos didn’t mind such things too much until Sofia began disappearing for an entire day or two, and Roger would also disappear at the same time. Carlos thought they were both having an affair, and he asked Sofia, but she slapped him for doubting her and told him that Roger was nothing more than her assistant. Present day. Charles, Sofia, Narika, Reena, and Selena were all eating at the same table. The only person who wasn’t rich yet managed to sit at

The shoot finished for the day, but Charles felt more drained than the rest because he had taken a lot of takes, even though he only needed to say five lines, and they weren’t even all emotional like with Sofia’s dialogues. Nevertheless, one of the lines Sofia told her ex-boyfriend in the movie stuck in Charles’ mind: Compared to Charles, you’re like the shit stuck at the bottom of my shoe. In the movie, Sofia’s boyfriend’s name was also coincidentally Charles, or maybe she told the director to give that name to the character on purpose. Nevertheless, her statement made Charles feel bittersweet. If only she had valued him, her real husband, even a hundredth of the amount she valued the character Charles, he wouldn’t be feeling all alone right now, not at all thinking about his future or having a family for himself. Once they returned to the five-star hotel, the crew asked if the young man in maroon shirt had come back, and he hadn’t, so they thought he might have just been bluffing.

Just as Charles stood up from the couch, a grenade blasted through his room’s door, almost giving him a heart attack. Soon, a couple of men wielding machine guns rushed into the room. “Whoever is in here, raise your fucking hands up where we can see, or we’re going to put our pretty fucking bullets in your ugly face!” the men warned as they looked for souls, and they noticed a man standing with his hands raised high. “Cream-colored suit and blonde hair. He matches the description.” One of them immediately turned and shot the second guy in the head and laughed, “I’ll get the whole reward for bringing you to Boss Bram!” He marched over to Charles, viciously swiped the gun and struck the back of Charles’ head, thinking it would knock him out of his senses. Charles, however, didn’t even flinch. He slowly turned his head, revealing his scary-long fangs and burning red-hot coals that were his pupils. Shock and terror took over the man’s face, and his body froze in fear. Before he could scr

“Mr. Andres, how can you be so shameless? Why do you go out with someone else’s wife?” Carlos posed this question the very same day he had seen Andres and Sofia enter the mansion, holding each other’s hands. Of course, he didn’t ask this question when Sofia was around, but he never expected Andres would react the way he did. “Who are you calling shameless?” Andres slapped Carlos so hard, he bled from his ear. Carlos wasn’t a coward, but he was just left in shock by the way Andres reacted. Moreover, he was used to being treated poorly by his in-laws, so maybe that was also part of the reason he couldn’t react after that. “If I’m shameless, then are you saying your wife is also shameless? Do you want me to tell her that?” Andres kept taunting and mocking Carlos, telling him that Sofia considered Carlos as the biggest mistake of not only her life but also of the Myers’ family. Andres didn’t waste much of his time for Carlos, but every time he did, he was very good at demoralizing him a

It had been three days, but there was no call from Sofia, and Charles was feeling all anxious. Why didn’t she call? Was she still recovering? Or Did she get attracted to another rich man? Did she not find him interesting? A lot of things ran through his mind. It could be any reason. If ‘Charles’ didn’t work, Carlos could order a fresh mask and take on a new identity, but it would require him to build the relationship again, and he didn’t want that. “Should I give her a call? It’d be good if I ask how her health is and if she’s recovering well, but Sofia’s brain doesn’t work like a normal woman’s. She doesn’t care about all those things as long as I do what she wants the next time we meet. She definitely learned that habit from her mother, I’m sure.” After some thinking, he recorded a voice message and sent it to Sofia’s mail. “When she checks her mails, she’ll be forced to act.” Charles grinned. His phone rang. It was a call from Laurel. “What does she want now?” Charles shook h