“Perhaps we could grab a coffee when time permits?" Ariana suggested politely.

Zayden smiled, nodding in agreement, and they exchanged numbers.

After a brief interaction, Ariana and Tyler refocused on the day's shoot.

Zayden watched as Ariana walked away, his affable demeanor slowly fading, replaced by a dark expression.

Zayden gave a fleeting sneer and then headed for the dressing room.

Once Sadie walked in, she made sure everyone else left in a hurry.

She was in a bad mood, showing her irritation by tossing the makeup artist's stuff around.

After that, her eyes landed on Zayden as he walked in. With a sarcastic laugh, she quipped, “Did you come to be my personal assistant?"

Zayden just grinned and didn't respond to her jab. He lifted a perfume bottle from her table, gave it a quick look, and then set it back down. Flashing a light smile, he said, "Do a good job later.

Try not to be a problem."

Sadie clenched her jaw, itching to snap back.

In the back of her mind, she wished this movie, Ariana's big investment, would be a disaster. She didn't want to cooperate. She even thought about messing things up on purpose to stain Tyler's good name.

But she seemed to forget that Zayden had put his money into this movie, too.

Zayden looked at her and knew right away what she was thinking. He had put real money into this movie, and he wasn't about to let her mess everything up.

He shifted so he could see Sadie's angry face in the mirror. His smile held a warning. “Watch yourself before your big day. Don't push Ariana's buttons. The more you flaunt, the more you show your weak spots. Got it?"

Before Sadie could answer, Zayden moved in closer, lifting her face.

He looked her over, leaving her lost for words and wondering what he was up to.

Then, out of the blue, Zayden clicked his tongue and said, "Maybe you should get your nose fixed again? Seems off to me."

Sadie blinked and dashed to the mirror. Everything looked as usual.

But then, it hit her.