Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 572

The photo he sent showed the event in progress, with the brand's name clearly visible.

Being in the industry herself, Amara had connections. She made a quick call to find out the address of the brand’s event and then hailed a cab, heading straight there.

The brand was a top-tier domestic clothing line holding a press conference in a venue in the Wye district. They had invited many celebrities to attend, and Amara spotted both Keith’s and Liliana’s names on the guest list.

Of course, she couldn't care less about Liliana; her only concern was Keith. As soon as she got out of the car, she began asking for his whereabouts.

The news of Amara and Keith’s engagement had caused a huge stir online, so everyone knew about their relationship. When a kind soul heard her asking for Keith, they pointed her in the right direction with a playful tease.

Amara feigned a bashful smile, thanked the person, and hurried off to find Keith.

“Amara, what are you doing here?”

Keith had just finished his part in the press conference and was getting ready to leave. He was surprised to see Amara in the backstage dressing room as he was removing his makeup.

He was thrilled that she had come looking for him, but he was taken aback when he saw the furious expression on the usually gentle and calm Amara's face. Confused, he asked, “What’s wrong? Who upset you?”

“You did,” Amara said sharply. “I want you to tell me exactly why your parents agreed to our marriage. Explain everything to me. Now.”

Keith’s bright smile slowly vanished.

His handsome face turned cold and severe. The tall man, well over six feet, stood before Amara, looking down at her in silence.

Seeing his expression, Amara’s heart softened a little.

No matter what, Keith was doing all of this for her. And he was the one who would suffer the most from leaving the entertainment industry.

Keith looked at her, thinking to himself, *Acting used to be the most important thing to me, but now, you are.* The words screamed in his mind, but he couldn’t say them out loud.

He masked his inner turmoil with a smile, playfully pinching her cheek. “Don’t be angry. It’s just acting, right?”

“Besides, that was my old dream. People’s dreams change. And acting is exhausting. I’m kind of tired of it anyway. This will be a good break.”

That was a blatant lie.

During the filming of *Whispers of Winter*, when she had explained the plot to him, she had felt his passion for acting radiate from him.

Not even a month had passed. How could his dream have changed so suddenly? He must think she was a fool.