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“Wow, you guys came early!” said a sarcastic voice behind them.
It was Teresa, accompanied by Liza and their entourage.
Annis’s brows furrowed tightly, clearly not pleased to see them. Liza and her entourage were only bold enough to bully others because they were backed by Teresa.
Teresa sneered, “You still need to line up? Ha-ha! What a pity! I’m sorry, but we don’t have to struggle like you.”
“Exactly! They actually have to wait in a long queue,” Liza chimed in with her usual mean and arrogant tone. “But we are fortunate enough to have VIP tickets. This is one of the benefits of being friends with Teresa. She is very generous, and she treats us well. You know what? If Isabella can’t treat you the same, you should really consider quitting following her.”
Liza was enticing the others to join their group. However, Annis just ignored them, as if they were not in front of her.
Liza and Teresa felt so embarrassed that their faces flushed. They didn’t expect to be shrugged off like this. Teresa snorted coldly and led her group to another entrance.
They entered the concert venue through the back door.
“Is this the VIP entrance?” Liza asked curiously, looking around.
Teresa felt a bit guilty. Actually, they were at the staff entrance, and she could only get in because she knew someone who worked there. But, of course, she couldn’t tell her group about it. Otherwise, she would lose face. So, she said, “Yes, that’s right.”
“But why is it so messy here?” asked someone as they walked through a cluttered room. Finally, they made it to the concert venue.
Now that they were inside, everyone quickly forgot about what happened just now and eagerly found their seats.
Teresa’s group had expected to sit at the front, thinking they had VIP tickets. But to their surprise, they found their seats near the back. From their location, Waylon looked like a tiny black dot.
“Teresa, did we find the wrong seats?” Liza couldn’t help asking. “These seats should be the cheapest. We’re supposed to be VIPs. Shouldn’t we be in front?”
“The front row tickets sold out fast. Otherwise, we could be sitting there too. You only got in through the VIP entrance because of who I am,” Teresa explained. After her explanation, nobody else commented. It was a treat just to get in for free.
Everyone snapped photos and shared them on social media to flaunt their experience.
An empty seat was beside Teresa. As the crowd filled in, someone took the seat next to her.
When Teresa noticed the man, her eyes lit up with fascination, and they held hands. Liza, sitting on Teresa’s other side, caught the intimate moment but didn’t recognize the man since he wore a hat and mask, though he carried himself well. Liza teased, “Oh, is he your boyfriend?”
“Yes,” Teresa replied with a smile.
“Oh my God! I’m so jealous. He must be from a wealthy family, right?” Liza inquired.
“I suppose.”
Since Teresa didn’t want to divulge too much, Liza stopped asking. It was then Isabella and her group’s turn at the ticket checkpoint.
The ticket collector hesitated upon seeing their tickets. “You have VIP seats. Why are you checking in here? You should use the VIP entrance over there.”
“Okay, thank you,” Isabella responded, not having paid much attention to the ticket details, as she had never been to a concert before.
They entered through the VIP passage, which was very luxurious and high-end. Annis felt like she was living a dream.
“Isabella, you gave us VIP tickets? Oh my God! I don’t think ten thousand would cover this,” Annis said, pulling out her phone to transfer more money to Isabella, but Isabella stopped her, saying, “Don’t worry about it. A friend of mine gave me these tickets, and I didn’t know they were VIP tickets. I wasn’t expecting you to pay.”
“Wow, you are incredible. Your friend must be something special,” Annis said, looking at Isabella with admiration.
She was genuinely impressed by Isabella. In comparison to Teresa, Annis thought Isabella seemed like the true heiress of a wealthy family. Yet, Isabella maintained a low profile and didn’t flaunt designer outfits.
What Annis didn’t realize was that Isabella’s attire was actually all high-end custom-made.
They reached their seats, feeling as though they were living a fantasy, because they were actually in the second row.
Oh my God!
They were so close!
Annis excitedly exclaimed, “I feel like I could even reach out and touch Waylon from here!”
“I agree. It’s my first time being this close to the stage. Wow, I’m so thrilled. I need to take a bunch more photos later.”
“Thank you, Melissa.”
Everyone was very grateful to Isabella. The tickets for these seats were worth a fortune, yet Isabella had given them for free. Her generosity was boundless!
Seeing everyone’s genuine appreciation, Isabella gave a slight smile. She was always ready to reward employees who sincerely dedicated themselves to the company without any deceit. “It’s no big deal,” Isabella replied.
The concert then started.
The moment Waylon appeared on stage, his fans erupted into cheers.
“Waylon, I love you!”
“I wish he could be my husband!!”
The crowd’s screams filled the air.
For a moment, Isabella felt her eardrums might burst, prompting her to quickly cover her ears.
Oh my goodness! Was the concert always this wild?
The seat beside her remained vacant until someone arrived and sat next to her. Isabella glanced over instinctively and was greeted by a strikingly handsome face.
The man had a remarkably appealing profile with sharply defined features. His eyes, dark as obsidian, were deep and captivating, exuding charm.
Dressed in a black jacket and shirt, he appeared both understated and distinguished, with a subtle hint of cologne lingering around him. It had been just a few days since they last met, but Andrew looked even more handsome than Isabella remembered.
While everyone else was cheering for Waylon, Isabella couldn’t take her eyes off Andrew.
Andrew turned to her and smiled, his eyes crinkling charmingly.
“Baby,” Andrew whispered, though Isabella heard him perfectly clear.
In that moment, Isabella suddenly grasped why the crowd was so thrilled to see Waylon.
“Why are you here?” Isabella asked, looking at him with her clear, almond-shaped eyes.
“I missed you,” Andrew confessed with a smile. “Waylon gave me the ticket, so I decided to come.”
“I see.”
As Waylon began his performance, the crowd quieted down, and so did Isabella.
Suddenly, her hand was gently grasped.
The warmth from the man’s hand spread through Isabella’s body. His fingers brushed against hers softly, and their fingers became entwined.
A sudden limpness and numbness spread throughout Isabella’s body.
Isabella and Andrew exchanged glances, their eyes filled with warmth.
Isabella pressed her lips together, trying to maintain her composure. Andrew was clearly trying to charm her! She diverted her gaze and focused on Waylon. As Waylon hit the chorus, the crowd joined in, creating a vibrant atmosphere. Even Isabella, who seldom indulged in music, couldn’t deny his talent. Her emotions surged with each note.
During the intermission, the buzz of excitement filled the air as everyone discussed Waylon’s performance. Amid the chatter, Isabella’s phone buzzed—a message from Waylon himself: “How about dinner together tonight?”
A smile spread across her face as she typed back, “Sure.” She caught snippets of conversation from her colleagues nearby.
“Waylon is so handsome! I feel like my life is complete,” gushed Annis.
“I think so too,” Emeline Burke agreed. “I’ve liked him for so many years. But with my wedding coming up, I know I’ll have to give up on buying his albums and all that. It’s so sad to leave those dreams behind.”
“It’s okay, Emeline. We can still hold our idols in our hearts,” another colleague reassured her, understanding the bittersweet reality. “Post-marriage, priorities shift.”