Chapter 4The Superstar's Unread Message

We left the airport, but the luxury car the company sent was stuck in traffic.

The sun was blinding. Suddenly, Finn took a step forward, his shadow shielding me from the glare.

I looked up at him. His expression hadn't changed much. I had to admit, he'd changed a lot. The guy who used to be so arrogant was now so steady.

When we finally arrived at the company, Lily and her team were already waiting in the conference room.

Lily, the hottest actress of the moment.

Seeing Finn, Lily immediately stood up and greeted him familiarly.

She'd worked with Finn on three dramas, all as leads. Even though they weren't romance dramas, plenty of people online shipped them.

This time, they were collaborating on our company's perfume commercial. Seeing them talking together, I had to admit, they looked good.

With everyone present, the boss called a meeting.

After some pleasantries, Finn suddenly spoke up. "Mr. Sullivan, my assistant is on leave for a while. I was hoping your company could arrange a staff member to fill in temporarily."

Finn was a VIP. A small request like this had to be granted. The boss scanned the room and met my eyes.

I suddenly had a bad feeling. No, boss, please no! I'm scared, don't pick me!

I frantically winked and shook my head at him.

But he acted like he didn't see it and pointed right at me. "How about Sarah? I heard you were in the same high school. You should be familiar with each other."

Familiar my ass. We barely spoke. Bad memories of high school flashed through my mind. I slammed the table in panic, my voice loud and firm: "I'm not worthy!"

Finn looked up at me, danger in his eyes. "Reason."

Realizing everyone was staring, I stammered an excuse. "I feel like someone of Mr. Sterling's status deserves a more excellent assistant. My abilities aren't up to par."

I sat down nervously. The room was silent. Everyone looked at Finn.

Finn leaned back in his chair, tapping his long fingers on the table, his tone indifferent. "Mr. Sullivan, I'm a nostalgic person. I like working with old classmates. If your company can't even show this much sincerity, there's no need to continue our cooperation."

He was talking to my boss, but his eyes were fixed on me. I squirmed in my seat.

At this point, the boss didn't care if I lived or died. He beamed at Finn. "Of course, of course. It's Sarah's blessing to be Mr. Sterling's assistant. Don't worry, Sarah is just modest. She's very capable. She'll do her best to make Mr. Sterling feel the warmth of home here."

Meeting adjourned. Finn stayed in his seat. I tried to sneak out with the crowd, but as I passed him, he grabbed my wrist.

Finn said quietly, "We were in the same class. Do you have to avoid me like the plague? Sarah, you hid from me in high school, but we're not in high school anymore. Tell me why."

I took a step back. People were watching. One photo and I'd be trending.

But Finn wasn't letting me go. He leaned in closer, his voice seductive. "Hm? Old classmate?"

I looked down, avoiding his eyes. My face was probably redder than a monkey's butt.

Seeing me cower, Finn tutted in displeasure. His hand slid from my shoulder to the back of my neck. The cold touch of his watch sent shivers down my spine. I struggled uncomfortably and looked up at him.

Finn's face was terrifyingly dark. I heard him grit his teeth.

"Your boss said you have to do your best to make me feel the warmth of home. Sarah, nothing less will do."