Chapter 183

**Chapter 0183**
**Gavin’s POV**

Skyla Sinclair certainly had a knack for timing.

Getting dressed while watching Judy do the same was tough. It was especially hard when I couldn’t quite finish getting ready myself. But I reminded myself that there would be time for that later.

We would pick up where we left off as soon as my workday was over, and I could help her get into bed. But for now, I had some important things to take care of.

The movie had arrived, and we were getting it ready to watch.

I was at the villa, waiting for their arrival. I wanted to be there when they got there, but it seemed they decided to come early.

“I’m sorry,” I said to Judy as I wrapped my arms around her. She looked lovely in her outfit, and I pulled her closer to me.

She smiled at me and placed her hands on my chest. Standing on her tiptoes, she leaned in to give me a kiss.

“It’s okay,” she said softly. “I understand you’re busy.” She paused for a moment before continuing, “I’ll just see you later.”

I nodded and kissed Judy, gently covering her swollen lips with mine. Our kiss was deep and passionate, but I had to pull away reluctantly.

After that, I dropped Judy off at the mansion before heading to the villa. When I arrived, I noticed a couple of people nearby.

to relax a bit before the event.

As I approached, Taylor greeted me with a smile. “They are inside waiting for you,” he said. “I showed them to their room, and they were able to settle in before everything starts.”

I felt a wave of relief knowing my guests were comfortable. The limo parked outside added a touch of elegance to the evening. I took a deep breath, ready to join them and make the night special.

“I can’t wait to get settled in while we wait,” he said.

I nodded at him and walked into the villa.

“I’m such a huge fan of yours! I have your posters all over my room. I’m a big idol,” I heard Irene say.

As we got closer to the parlor, I let out a sigh. I should have known that Irene would be all over her the moment she arrived. I realized I would have to gently pull my daughter away from the movie star before they changed their minds and went off to make their film.

I opened the parlor door and stopped in the doorway. In the corner, I saw a couple of security guards I didn’t recognize, along with my own guards. On the couch sat a few attractive women, and there were also some decent-looking men nearby.

There were some attractive men around, including an older man who stood nearby. He was talking with one of the officers, and they seemed to be having a serious conversation.

I recognized him from photos. He was Chanse Wellington.

I noticed that the women and men on the couch were some of the movie stars who would be in this film. Irene was talking to the shorter one, who was likely the better-looking of the two.

Skyla watched Sinclaire as she listened to Irene talk on and on. Sinclaire looked like she was just waiting for a chance to end the conversation. I felt the same way—I needed an escape from this endless chatter.

“Irene, give her space,” I said while folding my arms across my chest.

Irene turned to me, her lips frowning as she placed her hands on her hips.

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**Chapter 183**

“I’m only…

“Let me introduce myself,” she whispered. “You’ll have plenty of time to talk to her later. But for now, let her settle in and not be bothered by a crazed fan.”

Irene looked surprised at what I said, but she quickly regained her composure.

She didn’t argue. Instead, she excused herself and quickly left the room. I realized I had embarrassed her, but I couldn’t bring myself to care at that moment.

Skyla stood up. She was wearing almost nothing. Her lacy jumpsuit was almost see-through.

Skyla Sinclaire walked towards me with a big smile, showing off her model-like figure. “Thanks for that,” she said cheerfully.

As she approached, she extended her hand for a handshake. “I’m Skyla Sinclaire.”

I extended my hand for a shake, and she took it gently.

“Yes, I know,” I said to her.

Her cheeks turned pink, and she let out a soft, breathy laugh.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Alpha…” she said, almost purring.

I slowly pulled my hand back.

She stepped out and turned to Chanse Wellington.

“Mr. Wellington, I presume?” I asked, extending my hand for a handshake.

He shook my hand confidently, his grip firm and self-assured. I admired that about him.

A man like that stood before me.

“You can call me Chanse, Alpha,” he said with a friendly smile. “It’s a great honor to meet you. Thank you for letting us film this movie in your pack. You have such beautiful land.”

“Here, it’s perfect for our movie,” he said.

I nodded in agreement.

“Of course,” I replied. “The houses you picked for the film are all cleared out and ready to use. The businesses have been closed down.”

“I told him, ‘You can use those as well.'”

He looked grateful and nodded eagerly.

Of course, the people who agreed to leave their homes and those who closed their businesses for this production have been set up nicely for the next steps.

I’ve been working with a few people over the past few weeks. I’ve paid them fairly, so they won’t be losing out on anything.

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