Rosewood Apartment.
Rex Morrison was standing by the wide glass window in the penthouse of the Rosewood Apartments located on the main street of Royal City. His gaze was fixed on the road below as he engaged in a telephone conversation.
"I happen to be in this city for work," Rex lies. "...If you have the time, we can meet up," His tone sounds calm.
"Well, it doesn't matter to me. Even if you finish filming in the middle of the night, I'll come to your place if you want to meet me," he paused, listening intently to the person on the other end of the line.
After a moment, a smile flashes across his face as he says, "Alright, send me the address. I'll give you a call later when I arrive. Bye, see you soon, Casey!"
Even after five minutes had passed, Rex continued to stare at his cellphone screen, a broad smile adorning his face, making him look like a fool's teenager.
He couldn't help but feel foolish at himself for the past few days.
