Chapter 5

"Don't hurt him!"

It wasn't Wesley who came, but tourists who'd been night fishing nearby.

One of the group members saw my predicament through binoculars and immediately called his companions to rescue me.

They took those two fans to a nearby police station.

After finishing the police statement, dawn had already broken.

I thanked them and headed straight for the airport, not wanting to stay a moment longer.

But while waiting for a taxi, I was surrounded by Wesley's bodyguards.

The lead one was named Brown.

"Miss Wesley is hosting a private villa party today for a famous director, trying to get Alfred the male lead in the director's next film."

"She said that if she wants the negotiation to succeed, you must attend. Please come with us."

I instinctively thought Wesley had discovered my true identity.

But judging by Brown's contemptuous attitude, clearly not.

I frowned. "I'm not going. Move aside."

Brown shoved me hard and stomped my fallen phone to pieces.

"Louis, you're just an assistant! Without Wesley, you're nothing! Stop talking nonsense. Take him!"

When we arrived at the villa, I discovered this was an extremely private party.

No media, and every guest had to surrender their phones.

The guests attending were mostly business owners with some wealth.

Each had a minor celebrity sitting beside them, all fairly close friends with Wesley or Alfred.

An uneasy feeling stirred in my chest.

Seeing me, Wesley walked over, frowning.

"I heard you were going to the airport. Where were you planning to go?"

My expression was cold.

"Back to my hometown to keep my grandfather company. Is that a problem for you?"

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, as if she'd expected this.

"As I thought. Without me, you only have enough money for a plane ticket—you can't even afford decent new clothes."

"Louis, don't say I didn't give you a chance. I've already received an invitation for the female lead role in that female director's next film."

Wesley threw a suit at me.

"Put this on. Tonight you'll serve her, and secure the male lead position for Alfred. I'll register our marriage with you tomorrow."

I instantly understood her meaning and stared at her in disbelief.

"Wesley, don't be so full of yourself. Who cares about marrying you?"

Wesley's face immediately darkened.

"Today is Alfred's birthday. I promised I'd help him get that role. And you faked being kidnapped last night to slander him—you should compensate for that!"

She waved her phone at me with an ambiguous smile.

"Louis, I remember your grandfather in the countryside has a heart condition, right?"

"If you don't cooperate, I'll spread your private photos all over the internet. Guess whether he'll drop dead from anger after seeing them?"

"Even if he doesn't die, you don't have money to treat him, do you?"

I clenched my fists tightly.

My parents died early. My grandfather was my only family.

He was old and did have a bad heart. He'd always been careful with his health, most afraid of getting upset or shocked.

Wesley was shameless enough to use this to threaten me.

I closed my eyes and said through gritted teeth.

"Fine. I agree."

Wesley stroked my abs with satisfaction:

"Then go change into the suit."