The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era [BL]

Chapter 674 ELLIS' THOUGHTS

674 ELLIS' THOUGHTS

"SO, what's the deal with you showing up in the middle of the night and dragging me into a drink?" Grant said, filling Ellis's glass with another shot, his curiosity evident behind the casual tone.

Ellis tipped the glass back, downing its contents in one smooth motion. "It's been one hell of a night," she muttered, her voice edged with exhaustion.

Grant leaned back in his chair, watching as Ellis reached for the bottle and poured herself another drink. He didn't say anything at first, just observed. It wasn't often he saw her like this—so out of sorts. Normally, Ellis had an uncanny knack for keeping it together, no matter what the universe threw her way. But tonight, she had that look about her, the one that reminded him of when she and Olivia Crane had called it quits. Back then, she hadn't cried or ranted, just grabbed a bottle of whiskey and declared it a "cleansing ritual." This wasn't quite the same, but the way she poured herself another drink without a word made him wonder just what kind of storm she'd weathered this time.

"Rough night?" he remarked, taking a slow sip from his own glass, his tone casual but laced with curiosity.

Ellis drowned another glass. "You have no idea."

The things she'd learned about Astrid earlier came rushing back, bringing with them another splitting headache. She'd managed to appear calm and collected when she left his apartment, but it had been an act—a performance meant to put both of them at ease. The truth was, she'd been anything but fine. If she'd let her panic show, let him see just how overwhelmed she really was, it might have added unnecessary tension to their already fragile situation.

Though they'd only known each other for a little over half a year, Ellis didn't see Astrid as just her artist. To her, he was more than a friend—he was like a younger brother. The news he'd shared might have blindsided her, but that didn't change how she felt. No matter how shocking it was, she was determined to help him find a way to handle it. When the time came for it to go public, she'd make sure it didn't derail his career.

Ellis glanced at her friend. Since Grant was the president of Polaris, it made sense to consult him about Astrid's unusual... situation. But not tonight. What Astrid had told her was a closely guarded secret, one she couldn't share lightly—not even with someone like Grant.

Although she trusted that Grant wouldn't share the secret with anyone and might even come up with ways to protect Astrid's career, it still wasn't her secret to tell. Knowing Astrid, he would probably tell Grant himself when the time was right—likely when the secret was on the verge of being exposed or something equally dramatic. For now, the only thing she could do was prepare. And she had a lot to prepare for. Not only did she need to brace herself for the inevitable PR nightmare this family secret would unleash, but she also had to be ready for the fallout when Astrid and the prince's relationship became public.

Oh, she had no doubt there would be a relationship. The way Astrid trusted the prince said it all. If he was willing to take such a gamble, it was clear he felt something more than just a passing interest. Ellis could see it in the way Astrid spoke about him, the subtle shifts in his tone, the unspoken conviction in his words. Whether he realized it or not, his feelings were already deeper than he might admit.

And to think the two being in a relationship wasn't the worst of it all.

Ellis let out a long sigh, setting her glass down with a soft clink. "Let's just say I learned some things I wasn't expecting," she said carefully. "Nothing bad—just... complicated. The kind of stuff that makes your head spin if you think about it too much." Grant raised a brow at that but didn't press further. He'd never been the type to pry, especially since this was Ellis' private business. If she wanted to talk, she would—eventually. So, he simply poured Ellis another glass. "Well then, my friend, consider my alcohol stash at your disposal—whatever it takes to keep your head from spinning."

Ellis let out a chuckle. "You might regret saying that."

It's 2025! And I'm late again in my update. Hopefully it won't continue for the rest of the year. (˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥) Anyways, happy new year everyone! ⸜(。˃ ᴗ ˂ )⸝

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