Chapter 1009

Their naked bodies pressed tightly together.

Reece’s mind went blank as he felt a pang of guilt.

“Carole, I didn’t mean what I said.

I genuinely want to take responsibility for you.

But surely you understand, I can’t go against the Walsh family!” he said, desperation in his tone.

Carole nestled against Reece’s chest, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat.

A soft smile graced her lips as she spoke.

“If you truly want to be responsible, help me.

I have no one else to trust but you,”

Carole confessed softly, her words tinged with vulnerability.

Overwhelmed by the moment, Reece blurted out, “Okay, I’ll help you.

I’ll stand by you, no matter what.

I’ll do whatever it takes, even if it means going through the depths of hell.”

“Are you sure? You’re not lying, are you?” Carole asked, her eyes full of affection.

Reece raised his hand solemnly.

“I swear to God, everything I said is true!”

Carole’s expression softened.

She wrapped her arms around him, feeling his warmth.

The contact sent a shiver down Reece’s spine, stirring emotions he had tried to suppress.

“I knew you were the best,” she murmured.

“Actually, there’s something I’ve never dared to tell you.” Carole confessed as she gazed into Reece’s eyes.

“I love you too,” she confessed, her voice barely a whisper.

The confession made Reece’s heart race and sent his mind into a frenzy.

He pulled her down onto the bed again, their bodies pressed together.

His breath came in heavy, heated bursts, mingling with hers.

“You’re not drunk now.

Do you still want to continue?” Carole asked, a playful glint in her eyes, her fingers trailing down his chest.

Reece’s gaze lingered on her tousled hair and inviting lips.

Despite his sobriety, the desire coursing through him was undeniable.

In a hoarse voice, he replied, “Yes.”

The confession of love had unleashed a torrent of Longing within him.

Reece surrendered himself to the intoxicating embrace of love, fully awake and alive in the moment.

Before the final episode was filmed, an unexpected incident occurred.

Leonel reached out to Lindsey, informing her that the obesity medication would be launched the next day.

As the designated ambassador, Xiomara was required to be present at the launch ceremony.

“But didn’t you promise to take Xiomara’s schedule into consideration?”

Holding the phone, Lindsey attempted to maintain her composure.

With a sigh of resignation, Leonel responded, “I did make that promise, but the higher-ups have settled on releasing it tomorrow.

I just found out myself.”

“Is there no way to reschedule it?”

“The date has been meticulously chosen by them.

They won’t alter it just for one artist.

Linds, I really need your help this time.

I was the one who recommended Xiomara for this role.

If she misses this event, it will not only violate her contract but also implicate me.”

Lindsey had been at a loss for words upon hearing Leonel’s plea.