The audience fell silent instantly, captivated by the performance unfolding on the screen.
Diana stood on the stage, her gaze scanning the crowd.
Leah seemed a bit puzzled. "What are you looking for? Why do you seem so distracted?"
"Nothing," Diana replied, furrowing her brow.
Strange, why hasn't Colin arrived yet?
As the performance on the giant screen reached its climax, the people in the audience gradually diverted their attention back to Diana and Leah on the stage. Their gazes became even more intense.
With looks that could only be described as divine, they had played the piano in a truly astonishing manner!
They were truly gifted by the heavens!
No wonder they had been declared the gold medalists immediately this year.
It was well-deserved!
Subtitles began to appear on the screen under the flashbulbs' glare, introducing the gold medalist.
Seeing the name on the screen, a portion of the medi
"I found this handsome guy sitting all alone, so I thought I'd keep him company and chat a bit." With that, Mitbahl fluttered his eyelashes at Colin. Oh my, genetics really are powerful! Madam's second brother is incredibly handsome, and now, it turns out, the third brother is just as good-looking! Another dreamy crush for him. "Mitbahl, thank you for speaking up," Leah grinned. Mitbahl felt a shiver run down his spine instantly. There was something unsettling about this. "Colin Darling, I'm sure Mitbahl didn't tell you all the details. Let me fill you in. Today, I had a pretty big scare," Leah persisted. This was the perfect opportunity to play the damsel in distress. "Very thorough, Mitbahl showed me a video," Colin replied, devoid of emotion. Leah: ... "Oh, well," she muttered, feeling a bit let down. Leah turned away, about to say something else when Colin reached out and ruffled her
"Keep two of them alive for questioning, and dispose of the rest," he ordered. "Yes!" In the heart of the city, within a luxurious and opulent villa. As Natalie entered the living room, she sensed an unusual atmosphere. Yosef sat in the middle of the room, donned in a black shirt. His face, as pale as marble, exuded a faint chill. In his hand, he toyed with a silver handgun. "Mr. Nelson, we've brought the person," Kirin announced, speaking in hushed tones. "Hmm," Yosef replied, his voice devoid of emotion. He leaned back on the sofa. "Was she killed?" Natalie paused, momentarily baffled by his inquiry. Yosef raised his head slightly, his brooding eyes fixing on her face. "I'm asking you, was Diana killed?" "No," Natalie replied, her voice trembling slightly. Caught in Yosef's piercing gaze, she knelt on one knee. Mr. Nelson's eyes were frigid, emanating a deadly coldness that sent shivers
"Is there some pressing matter you're dealing with?" Diana asked casually as she approached, thinking he might be upset, prompting his retreat to the upstairs. "Dear, I'm looking into our business affairs in Africa," John replied, closing his laptop. "I haven't dispatched Jackson; it was his own volunteering." Diana's face fell, realizing John was indeed irritated. Just as she suspected. "John," Diana got closer, took the laptop off his lap, tilted her head, and gazed at him. Then, she planted a gentle kiss on his lips. "I'm sorry; it's my fault for making you upset." She looked at him with pleading eyes. "I got carried away for a moment because I was genuinely happy..." The affectionate nickname 'baby' she used had an almost magical effect, like a potent elixir of love. "No need to apologize," John said as he raised her chin with his hand, gently caressing it. His eyes were filled with an unbreakable tenderness
After she finished showering, Leah suddenly remembered a significant issue. Her pajamas were a strappy set because she thought she'd be alone for the night and grabbed two random pieces. Who would've guessed Colin would show up, let alone stay over? Was it inappropriate to wear this? Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she pulled the pajamas over her and looked at her porcelain-like skin revealed on the outside. A sly smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Why not? They were already a couple, after all. She was curious about Colin Darling's reaction. Outside, Colin was drying his hair and sitting quietly at the table with a glass of cold water. Just then, he heard the bathroom door open. Colin instinctively turned his head and glanced over. He froze. Leah had her hair up in a bun, wearing cotton slippers as she walked out. Her small face was natural and untouched by makeup, yet still breathtaking. But most importantly, she was dressed i
Colin:... Leah reached out, clutching his shirt, and whispered, "Alright, let me be more serious. Colin Darling, tomorrow, let's go back to Cloud City." Colin looked somewhat surprised. His tone lightened unintentionally. "Weren't we planning a date? Why the rush to return?" "Let's reschedule the date for when we're back," she said slowly. "I need to see a doctor." Colin's fingertip twitched. Leah continued in a low voice, "Colin Darling, I'm sick." Summoning her courage, she added, "Do you want to hear about my past? But you have to promise not to judge me after hearing it." Colin reached for her, gently running his fingers through her long hair. "Sure." Leah began slowly, "I had an unhappy childhood, Colin. I never had a father from the beginning." "When I was still a baby, my father died in a car accident. My mother believed it was my fault because I had a fever that day. My father rushed back home, a
The following day, Diana slept in until late morning. John had already risen, leaving the room in serene silence, with only her presence to break it. She shifted her somewhat stiff body and memories of the previous night flushed her cheeks. "Damn," she muttered. She shouldn't have teased him like that. In the bathroom, she almost didn't make it out. John had to carry her out, her limbs giving way. Even as she drifted into slumber, her dreams were filled with John's endearing and teasing nicknames. That infuriating man didn't spare her even in her dreams. Diana tossed aside the covers and made her way to the bathroom. After her morning routine, she emerged from the room. Downstairs, John sat on the couch, engrossed in his laptop, presumably tending to business. On the nearby balcony, Leah, Mitbahl Misoup, and Ethan were gathered around a circular table, engaged in a card game. Everyone was dressed
But this time... Could it really be because of that woman, Diana? Patrick pondered, unable to come up with any other explanation. "Cough, cough." Standing in the light snow, Yosef couldn't help but cough a couple of times. "Sir, we should get inside quickly." Patrick immediately slipped a hand warmer into Yosef's grasp. Behind them, Kirin and Natalie stepped out of the car, gazing at Yosef's figure with growing concern. "The temperature has been dropping rapidly these past few days, and Mr. Nelson's condition seems to have worsened again," Natalie said, her worry evident. "You'd better worry about yourself. Mr. Nelson told you not to come, so why did you follow us?" Kirin shot her a sidelong glance. Previously, due to her unauthorized actions, Yosef had ordered Kirin to give Natalie twenty lashes. Now, even walking seemed a bit strenuous for her. "I'm fine," Natalie retorted, standing tall and fo
As she listened to the ever-increasing numbers, Diana quickly calculated in her mind. Oh no. It's almost exceeding her savings! Just then, the man beside her, John, raised his hand. "One hundred million." "One hundred million! This gentleman bids one hundred million!" The auctioneer was getting excited. Marlowe frowned, a tinge of jealousy welling up inside her. This woman was quite the schemer. Her man was willing to spend such a huge amount to please her. Marlowe bit her lip and turned to Yosef, wearing a slightly forlorn expression. Just as she was about to try and get him to support her, Yosef raised his hand. "Two hundred million." Marlowe hesitated for a moment and then felt a surge of excitement. He's bidding... Unexpectedly, Yosef was standing up for her?! Marlowe's eyes gleamed with excitement. She suppressed her inner turmoil and sat more firmly. With Yosef supporting her, that short sword was definitely within her grasp! But it seemed Yosef didn't have much f