Chapter 516

Nathan Blackwood actually came to visit Xavier Delmont personally?

With Evelyn Sinclair by his side?

The entire set fell into stunned silence.

No one knew how to react!

The next moment, Xavier came bounding over like an overexcited puppy.

He'd been stuck doing the same scene over and over, exhausted and frustrated—until he heard Evelyn had arrived. The director, sensing his distraction, waved him off without protest.

See? Having a billionaire heiress as your patron had its perks.

Xavier barely made it two steps before spotting the swarm of reporters surrounding Evelyn.

His heart raced. Appearing publicly with her? This was beyond his wildest fantasies.

"Xavier's here..." someone murmured.

The crowd instinctively parted for him.

Suppressing his giddiness, Xavier forced a humble smile onto his face. Then he saw him—Nathan Blackwood, standing beside Evelyn like a dark storm cloud.

His feet locked. His smile froze.

One thought screamed through his mind: Oh, fck.*

The reporters, of course, zeroed in on the only celebrity present.

Microphones and cameras shoved into his face, Xavier didn't dare show irritation. He kept that plastic smile intact as he shuffled toward Evelyn and Nathan.

Evelyn, ever gracious, shifted aside—placing him directly between them.

Center stage.

Right between Evelyn Sinclair and Nathan Blackwood. Xavier wanted to scream. This was NOT the spotlight he wanted!

Nathan's icy aura was suffocating. Xavier didn't dare meet his gaze.

He couldn't look at Evelyn either—not with Nathan's murderous glare burning into him.

Pure torture.

"Xavier," a reporter called eagerly, "how do you feel about Ms. Sinclair and Mr. Blackwood visiting you together?"

Xavier's grin turned rigid. "How do I feel? Terrified, mostly."

Evelyn chuckled beside him. "Relax," she murmured.

Every camera snapped toward them.

The contrast was striking—a powerful heiress soothing a nervous young actor.

Nathan's jaw tightened. His sharp gaze cut to Xavier like a blade.

Xavier didn't breathe. Didn't blink. "I'm... honored," he stammered. "Deeply moved."

His stilted delivery raised eyebrows.

People glanced between Xavier and Nathan—and suddenly, the resemblance seemed laughable.

Nathan stood there, silent and imposing, radiating authority with just a glance.

Xavier? Twitchy. Desperate. His eyes darted with naked ambition.

Evelyn suppressed a sigh. Pathetic.

Before Xavier could embarrass himself further, she smoothly intervened.

"Everyone, please focus on his upcoming projects."

If he kept talking, he'd tank his own career.

"What's next for Xavier?" a reporter pressed.

Evelyn paused. Even Xavier held his breath.

Then she smiled. "In the next seven days? Three film roles. Four TV cameos. Six ad campaigns. A dozen events." She tilted her head. "Plenty to look forward to."