Henry glanced at the number on his phone—it was from the public relations department.
He hung up, but the person on the other end immediately called back, persistent.
With a shrug, Henry pressed the answer button, his casual attitude hiding a growing sense of unease.
The voice on the other end spoke quickly, and what they said made Henry's brow furrow.
He shot a glance at Eclipse, surprise flickering in his eyes.
There was something strange, almost inexplicable, about the situation.
Eclipse, immersed in studying the script in her hands, felt his gaze.
She lifted her eyes, revealing her strikingly beautiful face, her delicate features marked by calm concentration.
