Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 194: A Tactless Rookie

After she finished meeting with the costume designer, Brooke and her co-star, were sent off to speak with the intimate scenes choreographer, to discuss coordination.

However, right before they left, they were intercepted by Damien, who offered to drive them to the location.

"We’re fine on our own, don’t you have a scene to film later on?" Brooke asked, standing defensively in front of their taxi.

Damien scoffed, "No one dares to start filming until I get on set."

Brooke folded her arms, a weary look on her face. She looked over her shoulder at her co-star, Dylan, who had his eyes on his phone, barely acknowledging her presence.

"You heard about filming being pushed forward right? We don’t have the liberty to waste anymore time." She said, although her main agenda was getting away from Damien. After the last misunderstanding with him, she wanted nothing more than to avoid him.

But Damien was stubborn, overly stubborn that it made Brooke suspicious. "Don’t you care for your reputation? If we’re so much as seen together it could cause a scandal. And I don’t think you of all people would want to dive nose deep into one."

A laugh escaped Damien’s lips, "You’re comparing me to Cassie? That trashy actress? Sooner or later she was bound to get drowned in scandals, I’m surprised it took this long in the first place." He leaned in, resting his elbow on the taxi, caging Brooke between the taxi door and himself.

Brooke frowned, "You don’t mind a scandal but I do." She narrowed her eyes, "Please step away or else-"

"We wouldn’t be standing here for much longer if you’d only back off-" he was saying, only for the taxi’s honk to cut him off.

"Hey, quit that!"

Brooke and Damien sharply looked behind them, only to see Dylan struggling against the taxi driver, pressing hard against the steering wheel.

Damien hissed, "Kid you’ve got some nerve-"

Dylan cut him off, "As the pot said to the kettle."

Damien retracted his hand and balled it into a tight fist. "You have some nerve talking back, what’s your name? I’ll make sure to teach you some manners."

Brooke sharply inserted, "He’s just a kid! There’s no need to act so petty-"

"This kid has learned social climbing from such a young age. I heard he was hand picked by the director for this role, no wonder he’s so tactless. Sheltered brats like him need a wake up call-" midway through his reprimand, a recording from Dylan’s phone cut him off.

Brooke widened her eyes at the sound of hers and Damien’s voice.

The conversation they had up until Dylan pressed the horn played from his phone, he flipped the screen, showing off the video.

"What was that you just said about me being tactless? If I release this video, who do you think will take the most blame?" Dylan threatened, a sly grin plastered on his face.

’This kid, he really isn’t afraid of anything, Damien is a top actor and could crush his career with one phone call.’ She noted, watching veins pop at the side of Damien’s neck.

’But still he did it to help me-’ Brooke’s thoughts were disrupted by Dylan’s holler.

"And you, if you’re finished flirting get in so we can leave! Some of us have important business to attend to." He snapped at Brooke, promoting her to slide into the taxi.

Damien tried to grab her by the wrist but he swiftly refrained from doing so. He didn’t want to take the chance of getting involved in a scandal, the especially not when Cassie was drowned in one.

"Brooke," he called out to her as the driver started the engine. She turned her head, locking eyes with Damien’s unforgiving gaze. "It seems you have a knack for attracting men to your side." He leaned forward, and pushed back a strand of her hair from her face.

"I’m hoping, I took could become one of those men in the near future." He said right before the taxi drove away.

He stood watching the taxi drive away, up until his phone rang. Nonchalantly he picked it up, "Yes, what is it-" he was saying, only for his assistant to cut him off.

"Sir! Come quick! There’s an election going on in the company to appoint a new member to the board of directors!" his assistant yelled over the frantic voices of the employees in the background.

Massaging his temples he let out a deep groan, "What does that have to do with me? I’ve told you not to call me unless it’s important-"

"Sir! The new shareholder is Thane Grayson! He’s the one about to become a member of the board!" she whispered loudly into the phone.

He pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at the screen, disbelief ridden on his face. "What?!"

The moment they arrived at their destination, Brooke attempted to speak with Dylan, to thank him for speaking up for her.

"Before we go inside, I just wanted to say thank you for helping me-’" her words were cut short by a sharp response.

"I’ve already told you, if you’re here just to make waves, I advise you stop this before you ruin this movie. It’s already bad as is because of your selfishness, don’t cause trouble for the rest of us trying to make a living out of this." He said then walked into the building.

Brooke pinched her temples, "This kid, he won’t let go of the image he’s painted of me." She sighed bitterly, then went after him.

On her way inside her phone rang, she reached into her purse and pulled it out. She peeked at the contact and saw it was her aunt calling.

Already Brooke guessed it had something to do with Cassie’s condition. She picked up the phone as she stepped into the elevator.

"Aunt-"

"Brooke! What the hell is going on?! Why am I hearing that your husband is the father of Cassie’s child?!" Sarah cried into the phone.

Brooke pursued her lips, "There’s a lot to explain but right now I’m busy, I’ll talk to you later-"

"No! I need to speak to you now! Your sister is in the hospital! You should be here!" she insisted.

Hearing someone call Cassie her sister made her sick. She had gotten so used to being hidden away that it felt surreal hearing the truth.

"We’ll talk later, I promise..."

But Sarah was not having it. "I’ve sent you my location, get here in thirty minutes Brooke and explain just what in crying hell is happening!"