She Becomes A Hot Sensation After A Scandalous Affair
Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Chapter 156

Nathan was taken aback by Zane Eastwood’s overfamiliarity, as if they had known each other for years. That made him very uncomfortable, as Nathan preferred to stay under the radar and live a normal life.

So he got guarded instantly. "Why do you want to meet her, Mr. Eastwood?"

Zane maintained his smile as he looked down at the boy, who was only a few centimeters taller than Madeline. "Don’t call me Mr. Eastwood. Zane is fine."

"But we’re not familiar with each other..."

"Well, we will be family in the future, right?" Zane said. "Do you not have a phone? I’m your sister’s boyfriend. It’s been trending since yesterday."

Of course, Nathan knew about it.

He also watched that video of Madeline and Zane kissing at the production set. But Nathan grew up with Madeline, and his gut feeling told him that she disliked that kiss.

"My sister has left for work," Nathan replied shortly.

"So soon?" Zane raised his brow. He remembered that Madeline’s earliest schedule would be at nine, which was about one and a half hours from now.

’Does she already know that I’m coming to her house? Is she trying to avoid me?’ Zane’s mind began popping questions about Madeline’s intention.

He knew that she was reluctant, but he already insisted on this, wanting Madeline to at least recognize their relationship on and off camera so they could cultivate good feelings between them.

"If you have nothing else to do, please leave now, Mr. Eastwood. I’m going to school," Nathan said defensively, not knowing what kind of threat this man carried.

Zane’s eyes darted over Nathan’s head, and he saw a bunch of boxes. He looked around the living room and saw that everything had been packed.

Zane suddenly had a bad feeling about this.

"What’s with those boxes? Are you guys moving out?"

Just as Nathan was about to reply, two box trucks parked in front of his house.

He sighed in relief and nodded. "Yes, we’re moving out."

The reply took Zane aback.

He looked over his shoulder and saw four movers in uniform, ready to carry everything inside their trucks.

"Good morning. We’re here to move everything to the new house," one mover said.

"Please come in and just pack everything," Nathan said. He also saw that his Uber had arrived. "I’m going to go to school now. Please leave, Mr. Eastwood."

Nathan walked past Zane, who looked at him with astonishment. He turned around and asked Nathan, "Where will you guys leave? What’s the address?"

Nathan pivoted quickly, shrugged at Zane, and walked to his Uber.

"Out of the way, sir," the mover said as they entered the house and began emptying it.

"Where are you guys going?" Zane asked the movers. He didn’t know if this was Madeline’s idea to move out immediately to avoid him or that bastard’s idea to ensure that Zane couldn’t get close to Madeline.

Nevertheless, he had to keep tailing Madeline everywhere, or else she’d slip out of his grasp and run away with that scum, Lancelot Grant.

The movers looked at each other and replied, "We cannot tell you our exact location, sir."

"Why not? I’m the owner of this house’s boyfriend. I have the right to ask since you will empty my girlfriend’s house."

The movers looked at each other again in tacit understanding, and one couldn’t hold it anymore and cracked up.

In the end, the four men let out their rambunctious laughter, which sounded like a ridicule for Zane.

"What’s so fucking funny?" he asked.

"Mr. Eastwood, you don’t need to say that. We all know the truth," one mover said.

"Yeah, our boss told us that you’re just an on-screen boyfriend to Madeline Rose," the other added. "Miss Rose’s real boyfriend is our boss."

That last sentence basically confirmed Zane’s suspicion.

Lance paid these movers, and he was the one who planned to move Madeline out of this house to the new one.

’How did that bastard convince Madeline to move out of this house? She told me once that her family has been living in this house for generations!’ Zane had a very bad feeling about Lancelot Grant.

He felt that Lance had started getting ahold of Madeline completely, and by then, Zane might not have had a chance to be with Madeline anymore.

Knowing that he couldn’t do anything to stop these movers, he decided to return to his car and drive away.

But he didn’t actually drive that far. He parked near an intersection in this neighborhood and waited for about an hour until those movers finally drove away from Madeline’s house.

Zane followed the box truck from far away, ensuring he didn’t get caught.

As the car drove into a gated community, Zane discovered that Madeline must’ve been living with Lance in one of his mansions.

After all, this gated community near the coast was famous for multi-millionaires and billionaires alike.

Lance might not be able to afford it, but his family could without breaking a sweat.

Zane was stopped by the security guard, who guarded the gate, and asked, "Pardon me, Sir. But my computer can’t detect your license plate as one of the residents. Are you a guest?"

"I’m Lancelot Grant’s friend. He lives here."

"Can you tell me his full address, or at least his mansion’s code number?" The security asked. "Or you can just call Mr. Grant and confirm it for me."

Zane’s gaze darkened. "Never mind."

Zane shifted the gear in reverse direction and left the gated community.

As expected, Madeline was under Lance’s thumb, yet he felt bitter because Madeline decided to move to Lance’s mansion without telling him.

’If a mansion is what she prefers, I already have a penthouse and a beach house. I can also buy her a mansion.’ Zane clenched the steering wheel. ’Why can’t you trust me, Maddy? I would do everything for you. All you need to do is ask!’

As his frustration grew, Zane couldn’t control his urge to confront Madeline and ask her for an explanation.

Thus, he turned around and drove to the production set.