Chapter 95


    Chapter 95 The End Of The Matter


    Since the hotel lobby was so crowded, it would be troublesome if Nichs was recognized.


    I pulled him to a quiet corner and said, “Nichs, can you help me call Shannon and ask her to hurry


    back? I can’t return to my room as I didn’t bring my key card.”


    Nichs took off his coat, draped it over my body, and pulled me along toward the direction of the


    elevator.


    He told me Shannon had already headed back to her room and that we had probably missed out on


    each other.


    Indeed, when we got to my floor, I saw that the door, which was tightly closed earlier, was now open ajar.


    Upon seeing me, Shannon ran toward me. “Where did you go? When I came to look for you just now, I


    was scared to death when I saw your belongings but not you.”


    Nichs, who had been standing at one side, chimed in, “Let’s talkter. You’re drenched; hurry and go


    take a warm shower first.”


    I nodded and headed into the bathroom after grabbing the clothes on the bedside.


    When I got out of the bathroom, Nichs passed me a ss of ginger ale, saying it could prevent one


    from getting the flu.


    Upon finishing it up, I turned to Nichs and Shannon who were both looking at me. “About what


    happened today… Can you guys not ask anything?”


    The two stared at me intently for some time before agreeing at the same time.


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    And after staying for a while longer, Nichs left my room.


    With his departure, I then told Shannon that I did not want to return to the production set anymore and


    asked her to bring back photos going forward for me to draw in the hotel.


    The reason was that there was a possibility I would bump into Dominic at the set and I did not want that


    to happen.


    Shannon agreed to my requests readily. She asked me to get some rest and that she would wake me up


    later.


    As such, I shut my eyes, snuggled into the nket, and curled myself upfortably.


    I was indeed tired out since I had woken up early that morning and had put myself through Dominic’s


    threat and torment throughout the day.


    Soon after shutting my eyes, I fell into a deep sleep and had some good dreams.


    That dream began with Dominic and me being intimate, but gradually, there was a growing distance


    between us. No matter how hard I called him and chased after him, I did not get his reply, nor was I able


    to catch up to him.


    But that was not a big deal. What I could not ept was that someone was next to Dominic. It turned out


    to be Camille.


    Seeing the two appearing so lovey-dovey and even ganging up to criticize me, I instantly jolted awake


    from my sleep, soaked in a cold sweat.


    I found a stain on my pillow; it was wet to the touch.


    Did I cry while I was sleeping?


    “You’re awake, Liliana? Let’s go get some food,” Shannon said as she lifted her head to look at me.


    I was not hungry, nor had I any appetite for food. All I wanted was some alcohol.


    However, Shannon was unwilling to go out with me and attract unwanted attention since I was still


    considered an enemy of the public.


    Atst, she went out alone and bought back some alcohol and food.


    That night, I got drunk before I could finish all the drinks. I was so drunk that I had a hard time getting out


    of bed the next day.


    On the other hand, Shannon was in good condition and left a note saying that she had left for the


    production set.


    I browsed through Twitter and found that the news of me and Nichs was still the top trending topic.


    One of the other trending topics was again rted to Nichs, albeit it was about his rtionship with


    Scarlett.


    Those were the works of fans who wanted to see the two together. Thements below the articles,


    however, were still as unpleasant as ever.


    I thought Nichs and Scarlett were a match made in heaven. I, on the other hand, was more suited to


    lead a simple and peaceful life.


    Seeing how rapidly things evolved in the entertainment industry, I figured rumors between Nichs and


    me would be drowned by other happenings very soon.


    Dominic did note to look for me since that day, so I enjoyed a few days of peace.


    The only not-so-sessful thing was that my drafts kept getting returned after submission, with sh


    iming that they were not up to standards.


    I ended up editing my drafts so many times until I became lost as to what I should do. Finally, out of the


    blue, my submission was epted for no apparent reason.


    I was so exhausted from the editing that I leaned against the head of the bed and thought to myself that


    Dominic probably had something to do with all of this.


    As I thought about Dominic, I could not help but be reminded of Camille, too.


    Being best friends with her for four years, I was clueless that she was such a two-faced person.


    I guessed she was so long used to acting that putting on a facade was by now second nature to her.


    Even a clever man like Dominic could easily be cajoled.


    After several days, those online rumors finally died down.


    Luckily, my parents did not follow entertainment news. Therefore, when I called home, they did not seem


    to know about the matter. The exception was Lou, who kept asking me questions.


    In any case, I brushed them off casually, telling him to see it with a pinch of salt.


    That morning, I had just begun drawing in the hotel when my phone rang.


    I answered the call and to my surprise, it was Vicky Lynch, my ss representative at university. We had


    not been in contact for a very long time.


    At first, I thought she wanted to throw me some impactful news. After exchanging a few pleasantries, I


    realized she only wanted to ask me to attend a reunion.


    It had been five years since we graduated. Our ss had never held any gatherings before: this would


    be the first time.


    Nheless, I was slightly reluctant to attend. Back then, Camille was closest to me and I was only


    acquaintances with the rest. Since I was not on good terms with Camille anymore, I figured there was no


    point in attending the event.


    I did not want to reject Vicky upfront since she had specially contacted me about it, so I gave an


    ambiguous answer saying that I would attend if I had the time.


    After our call ended, I resumed drawing without paying any heed to the ss party at all.


    During that period, I barely left the hotel and I did not visit the production set. All I did was stay in the


    hotel room to work on my drawings.


    Perhaps Dominic had been busy entertaining Camille, so the drafts I sent over thest few times were


    epted without fuss.


    Nichs, conversely, still contacted me and had casual chats over WhatsApp from time to time.


    On Saturday night, as I was lying on my bed fiddling with my phone, Nichs texted me again. He asked


    if we could have dinner together tomorrow night since he would be free.


    I smiled at that message, recalling that I had previously agreed to treat him to a meal.


    Since he was free and I had no other ns, it was not a problem for me.


    The next morning, my phone rang. It was Vicky calling to remind me to turn up for the reunion that night.


    In fact, I had forgotten all about it since I had no intention of attending the event from the start. Besides, I


    had agreed to a dinner date with Nichs so I naturally had a good excuse not to go.


    At noon, I headed to the restaurant earlier than the agreed time with Nichs. I had ced a reservation


    for a private room beforehand.


    The waiter led me in as I followed behind her. But before we got to the private room, someone called me


    from behind.


    “Liliana Zti? Is that you, Liliana? Oh my gosh, I thought you weren’ting!”