The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1483

After getting his hair and makeup done, Kenneth sat in front of the camera with a serious look, eyes locked on the monitor as he watched the two actors working through their scene together.

In the script, Jarrod’s character is hopelessly in love with the heroine. He loves her so much it hurts, and in the end, his love turns dark and destructive. He loses everything. It’s heartbreak, plain and simple.

So when Jarrod looked at Emily, his eyes were practically overflowing with emotion.

“Jarrod’s acting is really something…” The director didn’t notice the storm brewing on Kenneth’s face. He just grinned, saying, “If I didn’t know better, I’d think he really likes Emily.”

That did it. Kenneth’s gaze turned icy. When he answered, his voice was cold and casual. “Wishful thinking.”

The director’s smile faltered. He turned, finally noticing Kenneth’s dark mood. His heart sank instantly.

Crap.

How did he forget about all those crazy dating rumors blowing up online about Kenneth and Emily? Based on what he knew of Kenneth, usually he’d shut down that kind of gossip in a heartbeat. But this time, weeks had gone by and Kenneth hadn’t said a word, not one way or the other.

That just wasn’t like him.

Was there actually something going on?

The director watched Kenneth closely, piecing things together. Kenneth was staring straight at Emily, intense and unblinking. With all his years making films, the director felt sure this was more than just gossip. But Kenneth’s status… his family background… If this relationship went public, both Kenneth and Emily’s careers would be on the line, especially Emily’s. He wasn’t sure she was ready for the storm that might follow.

“Cut!” The director rushed to move things along, skipping any more compliments. He grabbed his megaphone and called out, “That’s a take. Emily, take ten.”

“Next up is your scene with Kenneth.”

“Okay.” Emily nodded, then glanced over at Kenneth. Their eyes met. Kenneth was watching her in this slow, mesmerizing way that made her heart stutter and her cheeks warm up.

She quickly looked away, pretending not to notice, and walked off to take her break, worried someone would see through her.

Kenneth watched her practically sprint away, his brow creasing. Did she really dislike looking at him that much? At this pace, how long would it take to win her over?

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