Chapter 900

Natalie’s tone was one of excitement and happiness, perhaps fueled by her recent wonderful holiday at a castle-like estate. Skylar couldn't help but smile with her.

Suddenly, someone called for Natalie. “Natalie, Mr. Hughes would like to see you. He’s treated everyone to coffee!”

Hearing “Mr. Hughes,” Skylar raised an eyebrow. “Is that Jeremy?”

Natalie paused. “It’s him,” she replied. “He came to the set with Helena, who’s making a guest appearance. I have no idea why he wants to see me now. I’ll go. We’ll talk soon, Skye.”

“Alright,” Skylar responded thoughtfully.

Had Jeremy gone to Fachington with Helena? It seemed he’d given up on Natalie. This was excellent news.

Natalie went to see Jeremy. Everyone knew he was a powerful man; a comfortable resting place had been prepared for him. Even Helena received the same level of respect as Austin. Natalie had to admit Helena seemed to glow while acting; it was hard not to be captivated by her. She believed Jeremy genuinely liked Helena. He must have been intoxicated when he visited her in Jipsburg.

However, she felt unsure of what to say to him. He was both familiar and strange. Natalie didn't know what to do.

“I heard my colleagues say you wanted to see me,” she said, breaking the silence. Waiting for Jeremy to acknowledge her presence felt like a waste of time.

Jeremy looked at her, noting how much slimmer she’d become. When he remained silent, Natalie hesitantly began, “You…”

“Do sit down. Let’s have a chat,” Jeremy said softly, averting his gaze.

Natalie shook her head. “This scene will be over soon. I can’t leave my place for too long.” She feared Helena might misunderstand. After all, she had been married to Jeremy. Even though they were divorced, such a history often led to misinterpretations.

Jeremy’s eyes darkened. “Are you still bothered by what happened that day?” he asked.

“You were drunk. I didn’t hold it against you. Besides, you seem to be getting along well with Helena. It was just a drunken incident,” Natalie replied, sighing in relief. He’d probably sought her out to apologize. There was no need. Even if marriage and a sibling-like relationship weren't possible, there was no point dwelling on it now.

Jeremy’s frown deepened. “Are you sure you have no questions about Helena and my appearance on set together? Anything you’d like to know?”

“What happens between you and Helena is your business. I know how to keep my distance,” Natalie replied, her brows furrowed.

Why was Jeremy behaving so strangely? What was he angry about?

Jeremy’s eyes turned cold. He glanced at Austin, who returned the look. The director interrupted them.

“Do you like Austin now? Are you together?” Jeremy’s knuckles were white, his words forced through gritted teeth.

Natalie’s eyes widened. “Jeremy, who told you that? I’m his assistant. I like him, yes, but only because he’s my favorite actor. It’s not what you’re thinking! Mr. Powell is focused on his career. Such assumptions are unfair to him!”

Jeremy was probably the only person who would make such a baseless guess.

Jeremy’s grip on the chair loosened. He knew Natalie. If this was her response, she clearly felt nothing for Austin.