Zara got out of the car, looking pleased. "L, you haven''t left yet! We brought some snacks to share with you."


    As she approached, her perfume lingered on L''s nose, making her slightly ufortable. L stepped back, creating some distance.


    "No, it''s fine. I have something to do. I''ll be leaving first."


    Zara looked at her, revealing a hint of grievance.


    Dorian reassured her, "Don''t mind her. That''s just her bad temper."


    Jamie politely declined as well, while Teddy grabbed a bottle of drink.


    L nced at him, seeing how he cherished the drink like a precious gem. "Haven''t you had enough of that?"


    Teddy felt wronged. Where had the gentle and adorable Jamie gone?


    Who was this crazy person before him?


    ...


    Opulent Hotel was the best amodation close to the film studio, where many top-tier artists stayed.


    Most of them came and went with various assistants.


    Since L''s work at the studio ended rtively early today, she casually checked


    in on Jamie and Teddy to ensure everything was alright before returning to rest.


    When she entered the hotel lobby, she spotted a familiar silhouette.


    Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, dressed in a silver-gray suit.


    Uncle Kieran?


    She quickly pped her forehead, reminding herself to stay alert.


    The Morgan family was involved in many industries, but their stake in film and entertainment was minimal.


    It was unlikely that Kieran would demean himself to manage something so trivial.


    She took her room key and headed upstairs.


    As she opened the door, she didn''t close it behind her.


    A hand suddenly blocked the way.


    L was startled, and her expression turned cold when she saw who it was.


    It wasn''t surprising that Dorian was also staying at Opulent Hotel, but she hadn''t expected him to block her way.


    She habitually nced at his left wrist, where he usually wore his bracelet, but it was now empty.


    In recent years, Dorian had be increasinglyposed, his emotions restrained, his demeanor even cooler.


    Paired with that bracelet, he exuded an air of icy austerity.


    L loved seeing him shine under the spotlight, radiant and magnificent. He was


    always elevated, sometimes appearing somewhat unreal.


    That sandalwood bead bracelet had be her onlyfort.


    It was a gift from her, something Dorian cherished as if he were carefully guarding her in his heart.


    But now, that illusion had turned to dust.


    "Go away!" L snapped back to reality, her tone icy.


    "Who gave you that car?


    "You broke up with me decisively and provoked me multiple times. I originally thought you were forcing me to back down, but it seems you''ve already found someone new and are eager to prove something, right?" he said.


    L''s voice was distant. "Since we''ve already broken up, what does it matter to you whether I find someone new? I''m not breakingws or viting morals, so why shouldn''t I?"


    She paused before continuing, "What right do you, the so-called ''star actor'', have to question me?"


    The respect others showed him now felt ironic and harshing from L''s lips. He paused for a moment, then suddenly let out a coldugh.


    "Is it your rich benefactor who told the higher-ups in thepany not to allow us to make our split public? You really know how to demean yourself for a bit of small favors, don''t you? You want fame and luxury cars, but I won''t provide them."


    "Even if thepany doesn''t allow you to go public with it, didn''t you still buy your way onto the trending list? Isn''t it still on the hot search now?"


    L didn''t want to waste time with him, cutting him off directly.


    He hesitated momentarily, but his gaze remained scrutinizing as he looked at her.