"Can I go home now?" Cesilia asked, wiping off her makeup. After a three-hour photoshoot, she now wanted permission to return home and see Alexander. A few hours ago, Alexander had told her that he wouldn't be reachable for a few hours because Frans had given him sleeping pills.
"You can, but around ten o'clock tonight," Maxime replied nonchalantly, not even looking at Cesilia as he was busy with his phone in hand. He seemed serious about something on his phone.
"Tomorrow, I don't have any schedules, it seems. Can I just stay home? Alexander is sick, and I promise I won't do anything with my husband," Cesilia made one last effort for permission.
"No one can guarantee that, so I won't give you more time than I have set. You come home at ten o'clock tonight, and at seven in the morning, y
