Chapter 82

Zoey shot her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, James got caught because of me."

"What?" Calla's face went white as a sheet. She grabbed Zoey's arm. "Ms. Cavendish, what the heck is going on?"

"I've got this enemy who's been gunning for me. Today, he saw his chance. I think he planted someone in the crew. When he saw James head to my dressing room at noon, he assumed we were involved and used him to lure me out. Now I gotta go save James before it's too late," Zoey quickly filled Calla in.

Calla immediately said, "I'm coming with you."

Zoey shook her head. "No way, there'll be too many people there. It's too dangerous for you. You should go to the police station and bring them over."

Calla looked at Zoey worriedly. "Isn't it even more dangerous for you to go alone? Why don't we call the cops first?"

Zoey sighed and picked up a prop stick from the ground. Even though it was a prop, it was pretty thick. She snapped it in half with ease, leaving Calla stunned.

"You're that strong?" Calla asked, still in shock.

If that's the case, then she'd just be a burden if she went along.

"Yeah, don't worry about me or James. I'll save him. You need to get the cops."

Zoey scribbled down the address Bobby mentioned on the phone and handed it to Calla. "I can't waste any more time. He said if I'm late, he'll cut James's face every minute."

Calla's face went even paler.

For actors, their face was everything. It was their livelihood.

She clutched the note Zoey gave her and said, "I'll head to the police station right now."

Hearing this, Zoey immediately drove off.

The producer had wanted to stop Zoey and invite her to dinner to build a better relationship.

Even though Zoey herself wasn't that important to him, Henry, the big shot behind her, was. Getting close to Henry would mean no more worries about funding for his future films.

But before he could say anything, Zoey was already in her car, speeding away.

His face darkened. "Ha, she's in such a hurry; you'd think she had demons on her tail. If it weren't for Mr. Windsor backing her, I'd never bother with her."

Beckett, standing next to him, tried to calm him down. "Don't be mad, and don't underestimate Ms. Cavendish. Anyone who can capture Mr. Windsor's attention isn't ordinary."

Beckett had once looked down on Zoey too, but after getting to know her, he realized her achievements at such a young age were pretty impressive.

The producer just shrugged off Beckett's advice.

"She's just a girl in her early twenties. Once I get in good with Mr. Windsor through her, I'll introduce him to more actresses. Men are always fickle; Mr. Windsor's no different."

He added, "When Mr. Windsor dumps her, she'll be the one begging me."

Beckett felt they were truly on different wavelengths; he subtly began to distance himself..

Meanwhile, John was delivering a bunch of toys to Zoey's house.

"Mr. Windsor bought all these toys?"

Claire couldn't believe her eyes as she watched the mountain of toys being moved in. Henry had bought and delivered them so fast.

Travis was over the moon, tearing into the toys like a kid on Christmas morning.

Gabriel was just as happy, squatting down with Travis to help unwrap everything.

John smiled at Claire. "This is just a part of it. Mr. Windsor said he'd bring the rest himself in a few days."

Noticing Zoey wasn't home, John asked, "Is Ms. Spencer out?"

Claire nodded. "Zoey went to the set. She should be back around now."

Just then, Claire's phone rang. It was Zoey.

"Zoe, when are you coming back? I've got to tell you, Mr. Windsor..."

Claire wanted to tell Zoey about the toys and the luxury clothes, shoes, and bags Henry had sent, hoping she'd come back quickly.

But before she could finish, Zoey cut her off, sounding serious. "Claire, I won't be back for dinner tonight. I have something to deal with."

As Zoey's friend for three years, Claire could tell something was up just from her tone.

"Zoey, what's going on? Are you in danger?"

John, who was about to help Gabriel and Travis with the toys, heard Claire's worried question. His expression tightened, and he stayed close to listen in.

"Caroline's brother Bobby wants revenge for his son Derek. He thinks I'm involved with a male actor in the crew, so he kidnapped him to get to me. I have to go save him now, but don't worry, I'll handle it. I just can't make it back for dinner."

Zoey laid it all out for Claire. She knew if she kept it a secret, Claire would worry even more.

Even so, Claire was still worried. "Zoey, do you know how many people Bobby has? This isn't like the time with Miguel. Miguel didn't have his guard up around you, so you could take him down."

She added, "Bobby's different. He's ready for you. It's too risky to go alone."

Before Claire could say more, John grabbed her phone and spoke directly to Zoey. "Ms. Spencer, this is John. Tell me where you're going, and I'll bring some people over right away."

Zoey was stunned to hear John's voice.