Chapter 223: Real life Vs. Fantasy life
Talia finally stepped out of the bathroom after taking off her wig. She had changed into shorts and a big T-shirt, face bare of any make up, her hair knotted into a messy bun.
"Well, have you told Max?" Ann persistently asked where she sat on the comfy queen-sized bed as she watched Talia unpack.
Max Akwa was their Manager who represented Talia in the Golden Elites Modelling agency. Though he was generally grumpy and bad tempered, he usually had a soft side for the two women.
"I haven’t." Talia breathed out, exasperated.
Ann’s eyes grew wide.
"Talia.... "
"Look, I haven’t even..." She paused before she skidded over to the bedroom door to spy on Jephthah. He was on a call, and though his face was beet red, he was busy and wouldn’t even eavesdrop. "I haven’t even told Jephthah." She returned to the room to continue unpacking.
"I could see that." Ann sacarstically remarked.
"... And I don’t think I’m ready to tell Max till I do tell Jephthah, because I know Max is not you. Max will definitely throw a fit and he WILL do it in my suite and Jephthah would start asking questions... " Talia dropped to the bed and held her head with a sigh.
She looked so stressed and tired.
Ann came up behind her and fondly held her shoulder.