Broken Vows and Buried Twins novel Chapter 283

Sinclair's sycophantic smile froze on his face.

Clearly, Corbin was severely underwhelmed by Seraphina's performance. The man was footing the bill for this entire production. If he pulled his funding, they were all doomed!

Desperate, Sinclair tried to salvage the situation. "Sir, I promise she just needs time to warm up. She has the utmost respect for you! I'll make sure Bianca gives her a strict talking-to..."

"Focus your energy on directing your show," Corbin cut him off smoothly, his lips curving into a detached smirk. "I'm interested in her talent. Don't let her brilliance go to waste on my account."

Without giving the director another second of his time, Corbin turned on his heel and strode back to the Maybach. His assistant instantly opened the door for him.

Sinclair stood rooted to the spot, watching as Corbin slid into the luxurious leather seat. The heavy door clicked shut, and the sleek vehicle pulled away, leaving nothing but dust in its wake.

Running a stressed hand through his hair, Sinclair whipped out his phone and dialed Bianca. "Get her back here. Now!"

...

The black Maybach cruised down the coastal highway.

Inside the quiet cabin, Ian Hale sat in the passenger seat, twisting around to look at his boss in the back.

"Sir, you flew all this way specifically for her. Why turn down the dinner invitation?"

Corbin stared out the tinted window, his piercing eyes flat and emotionless. "Before I met her, I thought she was a hidden gem."

"And now?" Ian asked.

Corbin let out a dry scoff. "Nothing special."

Ian frowned. "Did we just get catfished in real life?"

Corbin's gaze slowly shifted, landing squarely on his assistant with a terrifying intensity.

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