Chapter 4
Chapter 4
At this moment, Angela had just arrived at the villa.
After she opened the door and saw Patrick, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
“Why are you here?” Angela asked.
Patrick smiled gently as he replied, “Long time no see. I have a shoot in Lithoria, so I planned to stay overnight. I didn’t know you would come over. I’ll leave in a while if my presence bothers you.”
Before Angela married Kenneth, she had worked as a behind–the–scenes manager for a while, and Patrick was one of the artists she managed, the most hardworking one.
Angela admired him, and they soon became friends. Even after Angela stopped managing Patrick, she arranged for a top–notch agent in the industry for him. And over these years, Patrick’s popularity had been rocketing.
Angela had given Patrick the key to this villa when she knew about the difficulties he faced, telling him that he could come here anytime.
Later, after Angela married Kenneth, she became entirely focused on healing Kenneth’s leg, completely forgetting about this matter.
“It’s okay. It’s getting late, and you’re such an eye–catcher. It would be inconvenient for you to stay in a hotel. You can leave tomorrow.” As Angela was about to go upstairs with her luggage, Patrick walked up to her, saying, “Let me help you with that.”
“No need. It’s not that heavy.”
“Are you planning to move in?”
There was a hint of cautious probing in Patrick’s tone, but Angela didn’t notice. She nodded. “Yes, so it might be inconvenie you to stay
in the future.”
“Okay, I understand. I’ve been living here for free all these years, and I’m already grateful enough.”
Seeing his serious expression, Angela couldn’t help but smile, “Now that you’re a movie star, you can afford ten such villas.
Seeing h
Patrick smiled slightly. He had indeed bought the neighboring villa, but he still preferred this one because it carried the atmosphere of Angela’s life.
“Coffee? I’m making some,” he asked.
“Okay, but I need to take a shower first,” Angela replied.
“All right.”
After helping Angela with her luggage upstairs, Patrick returned to the kitchen with a smile to continue grinding coffee beans.
Just as he finished brewing the coffee, the doorbell rang, Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
He walked to the door and, through the peephole, saw someone outside that made him astonished.
It was actually Kenneth, the CEO of Sinclair Group!
He often appeared in financial magazines, so Patrick recognized him instantly. Moreover, Kenneth had recently invested in a movie Patrick was starring in.
Patrick wondered why Kenneth would come there.
He probably wanted to see Angela, though.
However, the chance of these two knowing each other was minimal.
As Patrick contemplated, Kenneth had run out of patience and repeatedly pressed the doorbell.
Finally, the door opened.
But to Kenneth’s shock, the person who opened it wasn’t Angela but a man he had never seen before – presumably the new acclaimed actor that Kevin mentioned, Patrick.
A hint of sharpness flashed in Kenneth’s eyes, and his suppressed anger almost erupted. “Where’s Angela?”
Sensing the hostility from Kenneth, Patrick furrowed his brows. “She’s showering. Mr. Sinclair, do you have business with her?”
“Huh!”
Kenneth sneered, his voice laced with ice. “I am her husband, What do you think?”