The Dark Secret of the Actress
Chapter 83 RGSA - Like Someone is Watching ^^

Loving someone who is not his fiancee, is a beautiful wound art. Beautiful yet painful.

Regardless of whether Raphael consented to his relationship with Sehan or not, regardless of who Sehan liked, whether he or Tatiana, the end of the day his real fiancee remained Tatiana.

Catalina is also not a self-informed person.

He couldn't have taken something that wasn't his.

It's just a replacement. As long as he can, he will hold it. If he can't, he'll let go. It is easy to buy something in the store. If it can be bought, it will pay for it. Otherwise, he would have returned it to all places.

He will not take a headache for something that only burdens him.

It was that easy to live life.

The day of departure for Newcastle upon Tyne has finally arrived.

Catalina takes a night flight and again Stacey appears before her. I don't know what Nick's been doing lately, I don't know what he's doing. But if you can guess, maybe this is related to the Atkinson family?

Yeah, it might be.

Nick is quite competent regardless of how much his annoying nature is. He's a good guy even though he sometimes wonders who he really is, what identity he has, as well as how his personal life is.

He's always curious, but Nick always closes himself up tightly. Not letting him enter to just know his world even if just peeking.

"Where's Nick? Is he busy?" catalina asks when she does not see Nick, instead seeing Stacey standing at the door of her condo. He looked at her in wonder. It's not that he doesn't like Stacey, he likes her. It's just, he's a little worried about Nick.

Even though they only fought when they met, yet he slightly missed her if she wasn't around. Wrong because at that time did not receive his call - chapter 73-. But how else? There was no way he would regret the spilled milk.

"I don't know, Miss," replied Stacey.

Catalina nodded small. "Then, come in!" he said, let Stacey in.

Stacey entered without hesitation. Catalina walked behind him after first closing the door. "Stacey," he called.

"Yes?"

"Can you not use formal language when talking to me? I mean, you're naturally going to be my manager. Isn't it weird that you keep using 'me-you' when talking?"

Stacey thought for a while before finally nodding. "All right."

Catalina smiled a little. He didn't expect Stacey to take it so easily. He thought there would be a debate going on. As it turned out, talking to the girl was much easier than he had imagined.

Finished packing, an hour later, Catalina and Stacey went to the airport. Not forgetting Catalina called Nick first. "Nick," call him as soon as the call is connected.

"mm?" Behind the call Nick answered lazily.

"Are you not busy?"

"I'm very busy. Very, very, very busy. So, stop bothering me if it's not for something important." Done saying, Nick hung up his phone call.

Hearing the disconnected call, Catalina kept the phone away from her ear and looked at her screen in confusion. "That guy, what's wrong with him?"

Elsewhere, Nick keeps his phone feeling complicated. He did not expect dealing with Tatiana and her twin sister would make him very troubled.

Just out of wanting to help a girl who shares the same name as her dead sister's name, she must get involved with a sickening conspiracy of a wealthy family.

Really shit.

Nick crouched down and the darkness around him did not prevent him from looking ahead. His hand stretched out put a bunch of white roses then rubbed the tombstone.

Who was lying in front of is a girl who during her life lived a lot of poignant stories. Being ignored, being tortured, not being treated like a human being, not being considered to be there, all of that is proof of how wonderful life he lived.

Nick chuckles as he remembers the days where every second was like hell. At that moment he was nobody. He was just a ten-year-old child who had no power, who could do nothing.

That girl, right, she's her sister.

Tatyana.

***

An hour and fifteen minutes later the plane landed in the destination city.

Time has shown ten o'clock at night.

Catalina and Stacey headed straight to the hotel and returned to the room they had previously occupied.

The night passed peacefully and the next day Catalina and Stacey left for the set. Driving the car that had been prepared for them, Stacey drove it at a moderate speed.

When we got to the set, it was already crowded.

Catalina greeted everyone before entering the dressing room. After changing into a school uniform with natural makeup, Catalina came out of the locker room and sat in a chair, reading the script.

Not long after, Julie came and sat down next to Catalina. "Do you see that fanfare?" tanyakanya. In his hands was the script he was supposed to memorize, yet he was tempted to see the fanfare going on at the entrance of the set.

Catalina jerks. He raised his face and looked at Julie.

"Not here, look there!" julie said as she placed her palm on the left side of Catalina's face and pointed it towards the source of the riot.

Inevitably Catalina looked towards the hubbub and next to her eyebrows raised. "Did something happen?" tanyakanya. He had no idea why the supposed filming location was peaceful and serenely full of humans. What are they doing there? What are they fussing about? Can't someone throw them out?

"I heard a famous model came to the set" Julie replied, not minding to explain even though she herself did not really understand how chronological it was.

"Models?" Catalina looked at Julie in confusion. A model came here? Is he a new character in this series? But why doesn't he know.

Julie nodded. "M."

"Is he a new player?" ask Catalina again.

"No. There are no new players. If anything, Fred will definitely tell us in the chat group."

"It's fine, too" said Catalina. "Then, why did he come and make a fuss? If he doesn't have any interest, he should keep his low profile." But he did not forget that each person has their own way to raise popularity.

Some are happy to look for a commotion, some are proud to be a seductive woman, some are happy to show off luxury items, some are proud to play with many men or women, some are happy with their free life, some are happy with their, there are also those who keep their low profile because they do not want their lives in public knowledge.

He and Julie are the ones who fall into the latter category.

Why is he so sure?

Because of either he or Julie, there was rarely any news of the two of them. Infotainment might even have forgotten about their existence. A Julie who is said to be a mistress of a rich man no longer appears the news.

"Don't be naive! Some people are created without a brain in their head. They love to make a sensation and they will be even more famous. How do you know how scary the power of the media is? Haish. I really can't imagine it." Julie shakes all over her body.

Catalina chuckles. "So, you're the one that was created without a brain in your head?"

"Omong empty. I'm the one who won't make a sensation just for the sake of popularity." Julie was not angry at what Catalina was accusing. He was excited to be able to explain himself.

"Goodoo. At least you have some sense of mind" Catalina said, turning her eyes to look at the crowd. But somehow he felt like someone was watching him.

When I look around, everything looks normal.

He shrugged his shoulders. I don't know. Maybe it's just his feelings. He threw away his negative thoughts and went back to talking to Julie.