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“Would you like to stay over tonight? It’s quite lovely here at night,” Andrew said.
Waylon nodded in agreement, then looked at Isabella.
After a brief hesitation, Isabella responded, “If Waylon is staying, I’ll stay too.”
“It’s getting late. We might as well stay here.” Waylon yawned. “I’m quite tired after the flight today.”
“Alright, I’ll get the guest rooms ready.”
Andrew designated the southernmost room for Waylon. “It’s quiet here. You’ll get some rest, and no one will bother you.”
“I hadn’t realized you were so thoughtful,” Waylon expressed his gratitude. “So, where do you two sleep?”
“We live just over there.”
“Okay.” Waylon scratched his head, sensing something odd but unable to pinpoint what it was.
Since it was late, they all headed to their separate rooms for the night.
Isabella walked with Andrew to a room. He opened the door and said, “This is your room.”
Inside, the decor was impressively elegant. The blue and white theme gave the room a fresh and beautiful appearance, with attention to detail evident everywhere.
“And yours?” Isabella asked.
“Next to yours,” Andrew pointed at the next room.
Isabella remarked, “This could easily lead to misunderstandings.”
“How so? I’m right here if you need anything,” Andrew said with a smile, his demeanor both noble and aloof.
Was he pretending to be naive? Isabella wondered. Choosing not to challenge his pretense, Isabella retired for the night.
She slept soundly, without dreams.
The next morning, Waylon planned to take Isabella out for some leisure time. With Waylon around, Isabella took a few days off from work.
Meanwhile, the finals of the much-anticipated national dance competition kicked off. The event took place in Ansport’s largest exhibition center, drawing thousands of spectators. This event was crucial as it was a qualifier for the international dance competition.
It had been years since dancers from Lorpond had ranked well in the international competition, so the public was keenly interested, hoping to see outstanding dancers that would bring honor to the nation.
Backstage, the dancers were preparing. Lynda was giving Kristine some last-minute advice. Elaine, Glenn, Dane, and Waylon were all present.
Elaine held a bouquet of flowers and handed them to Kristine, saying, “Go for it, Kristine. We all believe in you!”
Kristine accepted them with a smile. “Thank you, Mom. I’ll do my best to win first place. Where’s Isabella?” She scanned the area but didn’t see Isabella.
“She went out early this morning. She might have had other matters to attend to.”
“Well, okay. At such a crucial moment, I wish she could be here.” Kristine’s voice held a trace of disappointment mixed with a subtle undertone of satisfaction and irony. Of course, Isabella wouldn’t come. Kristine was shining too brightly; surely Isabella wouldn’t want to witness her success!
Lynda’s expression hardened slightly at the mention of Isabella. Being more experienced, she could easily guess the undercurrents of a young woman’s feelings. She shared Kristine’s sentiment. If Isabella was absent at such a pivotal time, it only meant she didn’t want to be here.
“Family should come first, shouldn’t it? What could be more important than Kristine’s big day?” Lynda remarked coolly.
Kristine quickly offered a “thoughtful” explanation, saying, “It’s okay, Aunt. Perhaps Isabella truly is tied up with something. I’m just glad you could make it.”
They chatted briefly before Kristine returned to her practice. Elaine and the others decided to step outside.
As they exited, they happened to pass by Eliza and her family, who had just arrived.
Jeffry immediately recognized Glenn. Phyllis’s gaze was fixed on Elaine.
“That woman…” Phyllis muttered under her breath.
“Who?” Jeffry was confused.
Phyllis clarified, “She was the woman who stood up for Isabella at the mall last time.”
Jeffry’s expression darkened. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, it was definitely her,” Eliza chimed in. “Dad, what’s going on?”
Jeffry was about to break out in a cold sweat. “Do you see who she’s with? That’s Mr. Glenn Patton!”
Phyllis’s and Eliza’s faces darkened. If that man was Glenn, then the woman with him must be his wife.
Jeffry, irritated, scolded, “You should be careful out there. It’s best not to provoke the wrong people!”
Eliza snapped back to attention and said, “I got it. But does Mrs. Patton even know Isabella? Dad, should I check with Lynda for more clarity?”
“Go ahead.”
Eliza approached a door and knocked.
“Come in.”
Eliza stepped into the room and was greeted by the sight of Lynda and Kristine, both impeccably dressed.
“Hello, Miss Patton. I’m Eliza Chapman,” she greeted Lynda with a courteous smile.
Lynda looked her over with a cool expression. “You’re in the finals, right? Just give it your all. I’m considering taking on a disciple, but it all depends on your performance.”
Lynda’s intent was clear; she would be watching closely to judge potential in the competition.
“I understand.” Eliza felt the pressure of Lynda’s stature, which made it difficult to relax, but she continued, “Miss Patton, I have a question for you.”
“What is it?”
“There was talk of a collaboration between the Chapman and Patton families, but Mr. Patton called it off just as it was about to start. I’m trying to understand why,” Eliza explained, visibly confused.
Lynda replied, “I don’t get too involved in our company’s business. My brother doesn’t usually cancel agreements without a good reason, so the problem must have been on your end.”
Disappointed by the lack of a definitive answer, Eliza nodded and excused herself.
Kristine, deep in thought, said, “Aunt, I’ll start getting ready over here. Are you going to check on the other contestants?”
“Yes, I will.”
Lynda, the vice president of the National Dance Association, was ready to guide the competitors before the event.
As the competition neared, the participants drew lots to determine the sequence of their performances. Kristine drew a middle spot and felt content with it.
“Aunt, could we take a photo with Dad, Mom, and my brothers?” Kristine requested gently. “I’d like to keep it as a keepsake.”
“Of course, I’ll call them right now,” Lynda responded promptly.
Elaine and the others were quick to gather, but Kristine’s eyes kept darting around.
“Is Isabella really not going to show up?” Kristine inquired, her tone laced with disappointment.
Dane answered with a shrug, “Even if she doesn’t come, it won’t change how you perform today.”
“But I had hoped that the entire family would be here to support me,” Kristine said with a sigh.
While she was talking, Isabella approached. Kristine quickly went to greet her, exclaiming, “Isabella, you made it! I’ve been waiting for you!”
“Waiting for me?” Isabella looked confused.
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