CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN: MISUNDERSTANDING

Tiana shot him a withering glare, her patience wearing thin as she struggled to maintain her composure. “Save your flattery for someone who cares, Chris,” she retorted, her tone laced with barely concealed irritation. Undeterred by her frosty demeanor, Chris leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Come on, Tiana,” he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “You can’t deny that there’s some undeniable chemistry between us.” Tiana rolled her eyes in exasperation, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at his shameless flirtation. “Chemistry, my foot,” she muttered under her breath, her frustration mounting with each passing moment. But as they continued to film the scene, Tiana found herself drawn into the intensity of their on-screen chemistry, her performance imbued with a raw authenticity that left the crew in awe. Despite her initial misgivings, she couldn’t deny the undeniable spark that ignited between her and Chris, their on-screen dynamic crackling