Two days flew by in a flash. Finally, Diana's concert began. The audience filed into the hall in a neat and orderly line. Charlotte, escorted by Aaron and Ian, smiled happily with a sense of honor on her face. They had prime seats at the front of the stage, affording them a clear view of the proceedings."Chris is here!" Charlotte exclaimed suddenly, her gaze darting towards the passageway in surprise. Aaron and Ian followed her look, raising their eyebrows in unison. Chris stood alone, apparently not having reconciled with his first girlfriend as he had hoped. The music prelude began, signaling the imminent start of Diana's performance. The audience had already settled into their seats, waiting with bated breath. Charlotte, too, awaited eagerly, but she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.Turning her head reflexively, Charlotte scanned the dimly lit corner where the sensation emanated from, finding nothing amiss. Rows of spectators were seat

While Charlotte was drifting into a daze, Kingsley made a sudden movement. He stepped back, pushed down the brim of his hat, and ushered her out of the bar. But when they reached the outside, Kingsley only whispered, "Take care," and prepared to leave. Charlotte quickly seized his arm, causing Kingsley to visibly flinch, looking back at her."Ah... Sorry..." she suddenly remembered that he despised physical contact. Although Charlotte felt a bit embarrassed, Kingsley's attention had shifted from her hand to the figures quickly encircling them from the shadows. "Oh no!" Charlotte exclaimed in shock. It was her family's bodyguard! No wonder Chris and Ian hadn't chased her—they had covertly dispatched someone to tail her.Kingsley had evidently noticed them too. He withdrew his hand, ready to depart; he had no intention of revealing his identity to the Scott family so soon. However, Charlotte's warm, soft

Diana and Charlotte turned toward the door simultaneously, catching sight of Chris entering with a stern expression, trailed by Ian.Charlotte paused momentarily, then comprehended Chris's recent remark. She promptly rose to her feet and retorted loudly, "It's none of your business. I have the right to choose whom I love!""Chris..." Chris's sudden appearance caught Diana off guard, and she was unaware of how much of her conversation with Charlotte he had overheard.Diana's complexion slightly paled. Although she hadn't agreed to aid Charlotte in concealing Chris and the others, she didn't want them to be aware of Charlotte's involvement with Kingsley, especially under these circumstances.She took a deep breath, calming herself before continuing, "The crucial matter here is that Charlotte is in love with Kingsley of the Livingston family. You need to clarify why you implied that Charlotte shouldn't have feelings for Kingsley. Could it be that...""You investigated Kingsley, didn't yo

The next day, Charlotte boarded a plane headed back home. When she disembarked, the sky was clear, and the winds were gentle.Charlotte was feeling buoyant, pulling her suitcase along, her white shoes tapping quickly on the ground. She knew that on the other side of the airport, the noble and composed Kingsley awaited her.As Charlotte strolled out of the airport, she checked her phone, scanning the area for Kingsley's car. "Strange, I thought it was parked right here," Charlotte muttered. Just as she turned around, she collided into a warm, welcoming embrace. Kingsley's scent was instantly recognizable, and before Charlotte could utter a word, he silenced her with a finger on her lips."Shhh," Kingsley whispered, his eyes gleaming with joy. Charlotte nodded eagerly, her own eyes sparkling as they locked onto his.Kingsley was fully incognito, sporting a low-brimmed black cap and a matching mouthpiece that concealed his features. Despite thi

With consistent practice, both Charlotte and Ben found their rhythm again and swiftly worked through the scenes slated for rehearsal. With some time to spare, Charlotte, not too occupied, rehearsed early at noon and then awaited at the crew's rest area.Just then, the staff began distributing boxed lunches. Charlotte was about to receive hers when Carl called out to her, "Charlotte, your lunch is ready and waiting in Kingsley's private lounge."Slightly taken aback, Charlotte thanked him with a smile and headed towards the designated area.Entering Kingsley's private lounge, Charlotte looked around with curiosity. The simple and sleek decorations matched Kingsley's always impeccable style. Several exquisite dishes were laid out on the table, kept warm on a hot plate. Not far off, a small table held scripts and documents. Charlotte approached, picking up the script and scanning through it, marveling at t