In the midst of their conversation, Luka rose abruptly. “I’m feeling a bit dizzy,” he announced, making his way to leave.
Luther responded with concern, “Take care of yourself and let’s stay in touch. There’s room for more collaboration down the line.”
Luka nodded, a flush creeping over his face.
Luther’s worry deepened at the sight. “Where’s your agent? Maybe you should wait here for him to come get you.”
The thought of anything happening to the film’s lead at such a pivotal time was the last thing he wanted.
Debora, who had been closely following the unfolding events, sprang to her feet upon catching the drift of the conversation. “I just spotted Chris outside a moment ago. I’ll get a waiter to guide Luka outside.”
(EagleNovels)
Before Luther could further address the situation, the producer approached. Following a brief conversation, he directed a waiter to ensure Luka reached Chris safely, then stepped aside with the producer.
Seeing the matter resolved, Stella didn’t dwell on it.
The party carried on, and after enjoying a few more drinks, Stella considered Matthew’s patience. Catching Luther as he resettled into his seat, she rose to take her leave.
Appreciative of Stella’s contributions and her development on set, Luther offered, “Keep in touch. I’ll reach out if something suitable comes up for you.”
“Thank you.” She expressed her gratitude and suggested they enjoy a few more glasses of wine before she departed.
While waiting for the elevator, she took out her phone, intending to message Matthew. It was then that a waiter, engrossed in a phone conversation, passed by her, announcing, “Miss Holmes, as per your instructions, Mr. Swain has been accommodated in Room 1605.”
The conversation made Stella pause mid-text and turn around instinctively.
The waiter, caught off guard by her gaze, hurried away.
Stella attempted to refocus on sending her message, yet the waiter’s words lingered in her mind, stirring a sense of unease.
In the midst of their conversation, Luka rose abruptly. “I’m feeling a bit dizzy,” he announced, making his way to leave.
Luther responded with concern, “Take care of yourself and let’s stay in touch. There’s room for more collaboration down the line.”
Luka nodded, a flush creeping over his face.
Luther’s worry deepened at the sight. “Where’s your agent? Maybe you should wait here for him to come get you.”
The thought of anything happening to the film’s lead at such a pivotal time was the last thing he wanted.
Debora, who had been closely following the unfolding events, sprang to her feet upon catching the drift of the conversation. “I just spotted Chris outside a moment ago. I’ll get a waiter to guide Luka outside.”
(EagleNovels)
Before Luther could further address the situation, the producer approached. Following a brief conversation, he directed a waiter to ensure Luka reached Chris safely, then stepped aside with the producer.
Seeing the matter resolved, Stella didn’t dwell on it.
The party carried on, and after enjoying a few more drinks, Stella considered Matthew’s patience. Catching Luther as he resettled into his seat, she rose to take her leave.
Appreciative of Stella’s contributions and her development on set, Luther offered, “Keep in touch. I’ll reach out if something suitable comes up for you.”
“Thank you.” She expressed her gratitude and suggested they enjoy a few more glasses of wine before she departed.
While waiting for the elevator, she took out her phone, intending to message Matthew. It was then that a waiter, engrossed in a phone conversation, passed by her, announcing, “Miss Holmes, as per your instructions, Mr. Swain has been accommodated in Room 1605.”
The conversation made Stella pause mid-text and turn around instinctively.
The waiter, caught off guard by her gaze, hurried away.
Stella attempted to refocus on sending her message, yet the waiter’s words lingered in her mind, stirring a sense of unease.
As the elevator doors slid open, Stella stepped inside, initially reaching to press for the ground floor. However, a moment of hesitation changed her course, and she found herself selecting the 16th floor instead.
The 16th floor was lined with suites, enveloped in a serene quiet.
Approaching Room 1605, Stella knocked, calling out, “Luka? Are you there?”
No response came from within.
Stella tried listening at the door, but the room’s soundproofing thwarted her efforts.
Persistent knocking yielded no sound from inside, leading her to wonder if she was overthinking the situation.
Just as she was about to leave, a cleaning lady caught her eye. In a firm tone, Stella addressed her, “Hello, my friend is inside Room 1605 and might be in trouble. He’s unable to open the door. Could you help me get in?”
The cleaning lady, taken aback by Stella’s assertiveness, retrieved a room key and unlocked the door.
Upon entering, they found the room illuminated, with Luka lying on the bed, groaning in discomfort.
As the elevator doors slid open, Stella stepped inside, initially reaching to press for the ground floor. However, a moment of hesitation changed her course, and she found herself selecting the 16th floor instead.
The 16th floor was lined with suites, enveloped in a serene quiet.
Approaching Room 1605, Stella knocked, calling out, “Luka? Are you there?”
No response came from within.
Stella tried listening at the door, but the room’s soundproofing thwarted her efforts.
Persistent knocking yielded no sound from inside, leading her to wonder if she was overthinking the situation.
Just as she was about to leave, a cleaning lady caught her eye. In a firm tone, Stella addressed her, “Hello, my friend is inside Room 1605 and might be in trouble. He’s unable to open the door. Could you help me get in?”
The cleaning lady, taken aback by Stella’s assertiveness, retrieved a room key and unlocked the door.
Upon entering, they found the room illuminated, with Luka lying on the bed, groaning in discomfort.