All Chapters of My Darling Superstar: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Nancy’s head snapped toward the screen, her eyes wide. “Wait…what?!” The word tore from her lips before she could stop it. “What did you just say, Grandpa? I think… I misheard it.” She smiled bitterly.Old Master Frederick’s expression remained stony, his tone calm but dangerous. “You heard me clearly, Nancy. Charles will marry Emily.”Nancy shot up from her seat, her voice trembling with disbelief. “That’s absurd! I… I’m Charles’s fiancée! We’re supposed to be the ones getting married! You…you can’t just change that overnight!”Her words came sharp and fast, echoing through the room like shards of glass. Charles turned toward her, his jaw tightening, but he said nothing.“Grandpa,” she pressed on, her tone rising, almost hysterical now. “What is this? What kind of joke is this? You yourself arranged my engagement to Charles! Our families already agreed…my parents… everyone knows! You can’t do this!”The old man’s eyes darkened, his voice suddenly thunderous. “Enough!”The single word

When the last echo of Greta’s screams faded down the hallway, the room fell into silence.Only Charles and Emily were left.Emily stood still, her heart trembling wildly in her chest. Being alone with Charles made her painfully aware of everything. Her breathing felt too loud. Her heartbeat felt too fast. Her hands were cold, yet damp with sweat. Just standing in the same space as him made her feel like her heart might leap out of her body at any moment.Charles was nothing like her.He remained calm and composed, his posture relaxed, his expression unreadable. The quiet around him felt deliberate, heavy in a way that pressed down on her nerves. She could not tell what he was thinking, and that made the silence even harder to endure.Just now, he had discovered her secret.His shirt.Heat rushed to her cheeks as embarrassment washed over her.She had kept that shirt for a long time, back when she was just a girl watching him from afar, when loving him was quiet and one-sided and never

For a long second, neither of them moved.Then Charles lifted his hand and held her chin delicately between his fingers, guiding her face up just enough for their eyes to meet. They were so close now that Emily could feel his breath, warm and steady, brushing against her skin.“I do not want to hurt you,” he said quietly.There was no teasing in his voice this time. No arrogance. Just sincerity.That was what unsettled her the most.He looked different like this. Softer. More dangerous. His eyes were calm, earnest, almost gentle, and it made her heart stumble in a way she had not prepared for. She hated that she liked the sound of his words. Hated that some part of her wanted to believe him.Her heart felt it.But her mind refused to follow.Charles Adam could be kind. He could be sincere. And he could still be lying.She swallowed and forced herself to hold his gaze. “Do not be,” she said, steadying her voice. “I already know the golden rule of this marriage.”She paused, letting the

Emily’s graduation was coming.So was her marriage.The two events hovered over her days like shadows she could not shake. The wedding was scheduled just days before her graduation, close enough that it felt intentional, as if someone wanted to make sure she had nowhere left to run.No time.No excuses.No escape.That afternoon, the mansion felt unusually quiet.Emily sat on the couch in the living room, her legs tucked beneath her as she absentmindedly stroked her cat’s fur. The television played softly in front of her, tuned to the most popular TV station in the country. She knew what was coming even before the host announced his name.Charles Adam appeared on the screen.She exhaled without realizing she had been holding her breath.He sat on a brown leather sofa inside the studio, composed and elegant as always. The navy blue suit fit him perfectly, the color flattering his pale skin. He looked polished, controlled, untouchable. Like someone born for cameras, for admiration, for

“As your only friend in this university,” Stanley added, his tone sharp and demanding.Her heart pounded.It was true. After Brian left, Stanley was the only one who approached her. The only one who stayed.But that did not mean she could give this up.Not this.This was the only thing she had earned purely for herself.Slowly, Emily clenched her hands into fists. Her jaw tightened. When she looked up, the softness in her eyes was gone.“Listen, Stanley,” she said firmly. “I may not have wished for it, but it was given to me because I earned it. Not because of the Adams.”She took a steady breath.“They had nothing to do with my grades. And you don’t know my story, so you don’t get to judge me.”Stanley’s eyes widened.For a moment, he seemed almost stunned by her response.Then his lips curled into something cold.“Then I hope you’re ready,” he said quietly. “Because whether you like it or not, I will take that honor from you!”He stepped back.“Just wait!”Without another word, Stan