The last of Alex's worry loosened at Eliott's final words.
He had been angry that morning. She had seen it in the hard set of his jaw and in the way he had gone unnaturally quiet whenever James's name was mentioned. But the man sitting behind the wide desk now was no longer furious. His face remained stern, yet a glint in his eyes betrayed him.
Oddly enough, relief came with a flicker of disappointment.
She had expected him to scold her. Not because she believed she had done something wrong by sharing a meal with a friend, but because the consequences had reached far beyond her. Photographs of her with another man had spread across the internet. Eliott's name had been dragged into the rumors, and the scandal had threatened the film before shooting had even begun. As her fiancé, he had every right to tell her that he had been hurt. As Royalstar's CEO, he had a duty to address the damage.
Instead, he was pretending to be cold while the corner of his mouth fought a smile.
