Chapter 1

I was the designer behind the show.

Vanessa Reed pointed at my secretly married husband and ordered her assistant around like she was picking something off a menu:

“That male model, I’m booking him tonight, so tell him to clean himself up and come upstairs with me to shoot a private short film.”

Backstage went deathly silent.

I almost laughed from anger.

My cold, elegant husband was wearing a temporary pass today, and somehow, he had really been mistaken for a male model with a price tag.

The staff member’s face turned pale.

“Miss Reed, that man isn’t one of our signed models…”

“If he’s not a model, why is he standing backstage?”

Vanessa Reed sneered.

“He’s wearing a pass and wearing the clothes, so what, is he supposed to be the heir of the Blackwood family?”

A layer of frost covered Sebastian Blackwood’s eyes, and just as he was about to speak, I stepped in front of him first.

“Miss Reed, he isn’t your merchandise, he’s my husband.”

Trying to steal my man right in front of me, like I was dead?!