Subconsciously, he wasn't opposed to the idea of announcing what Yara Quillan had just said. 'After all, who knew what was really going on?'
For a fleeting moment, he almost wished what Yara Quillan said was true—that she really was his girlfriend.
"If I agree to help you, shouldn't you give me some perks in return?"
"Perks?" Yara Quillan frowned slightly, her gaze turning colder. She stared at Sean Lowell and said, word by word, "What do you need? If it's something I can do, I'll agree."
"It's not that I need you to do anything. It's just that, as an actor, my appearance fee doesn't come cheap."
"I don't have any money."
"I never said I wanted your money." Sean Lowell had some idea of how poor Yara Quillan was; otherwise, she wouldn't have invited him to eat at such a humble place.
