Found Out My Fiancee, the Actress, Was Married to Someone Else

"I’m human too and even I have my limits."

I stared out the window, watching the world blur past and shot back, "Then stop putting up with it. Why come to me? Just take Maverick to the set."

"You think you're so important! A top-tier star who still needs me to hold your hand?"

Maverick, sensing the tension, jumped in to smooth things over. "It’s my fault. Eleanor felt sorry for me; she had no support at the company and so she asked me to step in as her manager instead of the old one."

"If Isaac were still her manager, none of this would be happening."

"I’ll just go back to being her assistant. That’ll make everyone happy."

I caught a glimpse of Maverick in the rearview mirror, unable to hide the smug grin creeping across his face. His little act didn’t fool me. I shook my head in disbelief.

It seemed he still hadn’t grasped it that I had chosen to walk away from managing Eleanor, not the other way around, where she had cast me aside for Maverick.

"Don’t read too much into it; that’s not how it went down."

Though I said this to ease Maverick, I could already hear the sharp edge of impatience in Eleanor’s voice, honed from years of experience.

I signaled for the driver to roll up the windows, but Eleanor’s voice rose immediately. "No, Maverick’s afraid of the air."

"Isaac, are you trying to cause trouble on purpose?"

I turned to face her, my voice laced with sarcasm. "Eleanor, have you forgotten I’ve got a migraine and can’t handle the wind?"

A tension I could almost taste built-in Eleanor as she watched my back, her unease creeping in like a shadow, as though control was slipping through her fingers.

Maverick, ever the "master of tea," hesitated before speaking up. "Eleanor, let the driver close the windows."

"As long as you two are happy, I’m fine with whatever.”

Eleanor couldn’t help but sneer, "Isaac, did you hear that? Maverick’s so thoughtful, even though you’ve got an issue with everything. You’re just petty."

"No surprise. The contract will be signed today, all thanks to Maverick."

"Consider it a punishment for your mistakes over the past few days."

Her words, shameless as they were, made me close my eyes, trying to block out the irritation.

I had hoped to part ways on good terms, but if she couldn’t recognize boundaries, she couldn’t blame me for being harsh when it was called for.

The car stopped and Eleanor bolted out, practically running toward the director.

I stepped out of the car with a calm ease, just about to enter the building, when Maverick’s hand landed on my shoulder. His usual obedience was gone, replaced by a confident, almost arrogant stance. He met my gaze with a look that screamed victory.

"Isaac, Eleanor no longer needs you as her manager, which is just the beginning. You probably don’t know, but we’ve registered our marriage."

"From now on, I’ll be a top manager. If it weren’t for Eleanor, you wouldn’t be where you are now."

I couldn’t help but laugh at his ignorance. How long had Eleanor played him, spinning her version of events?

"After all this time, it’s almost laughable."

"She once told me that you’re getting old; your looks aren’t anything special. Honestly, I don’t know what she was thinking when she was with you!"

Smugness oozing from every word, Maverick shoved me aside, signaling that he should go first.

I stepped back, a mocking smile curving my lips. "You two make a perfect pair. I truly wish you both a lifetime of happiness."

Little did he know, the S+ project he thought was a gift from Eleanor was something I’d worked tirelessly for, an investment I’d begged my family to back, a script I’d handpicked, all to present it to Eleanor as a wedding gift.