Chapter 198

Dorian tried calling Lila, but no one answered. Hearing the endless ring, his bitter smile deepened. Of course, she wouldn't pick up his calls anymore. He stumbled out of bed with his fever-clouded mind and drove straight to Magi Pictures. His erratic driving almost caused a few rear-end collisions along the way. It was rush hour, and typically cautious about being recognized, Dorian didn't even bother with his usual mask. He stood there in plain view outside the building, his presence drawing curious glances from passersby. "Why is Dorian here?" "Do you think he's here to confront Michael? Maybe he's so mad he's planning to fight him." "Look at his face—he's furious. But come on, fighting? That's a crime. His reputation will take an even bigger hit if he gets arrested." … People steered clear of him like he was trouble. Lila stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby, immediately spotting him. His face was flushed from the fever, and his lips were pale. He looked