Chapter 318: Chapter 318: Misplaced Love (18)

At these words, Tristan Grayson looked up, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

But with a single glance, he froze completely.

His heart suddenly seized.

Seeing his boss standing there, completely dumbstruck, Henry Archer cleared his throat and made the introduction. "Boss, this is President Summers. She’s from headquarters."

’President Summers? From headquarters?’

At that moment, Tristan Grayson couldn’t find the words to describe what he was feeling.

’Shame, frustration, awe... or maybe even inadequacy?’

In just over two years, this woman had truly changed, transforming into a complete stranger.

Someone he could barely even recognize...

If that night she had been enough to awe and frighten him, then now, he was even more terrified.

The distance between them felt like it was only growing wider and wider.

Mika Summers concealed the emotion in her eyes and said with a cold smile, "Mr. Grayson, it’s a pleasure to see you again."

Hearing her impossibly formal tone, he fought back the pain in his heart and forced a smile. He stood up and replied with practiced calm, "Miss Summers, it’s a pleasure to see you again."

"Mr. Grayson, I made a special trip here today. Partly to check on the situation here, and partly because I heard an action scene is being filmed, and that it features my childhood idol, Chester Warren. So, I was hoping you would be so kind as to accompany me, President Grayson."

"It’s no trouble."

"Then I thank you, President Grayson."

"You’re welcome."

With their brief and distant exchange over, Mika Summers’s expression darkened.

Tristan Grayson walked to Mika Summers’s side and said coolly, "Miss Summers, this way, please."

Mika Summers didn’t answer. Instead, she strode out of the office ahead of him.

Jessica Archer followed close behind, and then two bodyguards fell in step after them.

Seeing his boss still frozen in place, Henry Archer quickly prompted him, "Boss, President Summers and the others have already gone on ahead."

"Heh." A sarcastic sneer touched Tristan Grayson’s lips, and he let out a cold laugh.

The action scene being filmed today was set in a hotel, a classic ’hero saves the damsel in distress’ sequence.

When Mika Summers and her entourage arrived, filming hadn’t yet begun.

But as soon as the director saw Tristan Grayson, he hurried over to greet him.

"Tristan! What brings you here?"

Tristan Grayson shook his hand and said with a smile, "Director Miller, don’t mind us. We’re just here to observe."

"Mm." Director Miller nodded, but his eyes drifted to Mika Summers, who stood a short distance away. He looked her over with a grin and said, "Tristan, you sly dog. Don’t tell me you’ve found yourself a girlfriend?"

"Stop teasing me and get back to work."

Director Miller shot Mika Summers a knowing glance before reluctantly walking away. ’When has Tristan Grayson ever brought a woman to a film set?’ he thought. ’There’s definitely something fishy going on here.’

Tristan Grayson glanced back at Mika Summers and saw her staring, unblinking, at the bare-chested actor, Chester Warren.

A bitter pang of jealousy twisted in his gut, and his hands clenched into fists. He fought to keep any emotion from his face.

Mika Summers set down her drink and walked toward Chester Warren with Jessica Archer. He couldn’t hear what they said, but Chester Warren smiled and gave Mika Summers a hug, their cheeks touching.

Tristan Grayson felt his heart was about to explode. ’This woman... has she really become this kind of person???’

Mika Summers’s lips curled into a cold, wicked smile as she glanced in Tristan Grayson’s direction. "Jessica, make the arrangements."

"Yes."