My Repentant Brothers by Grace Edith

Chapter 165

Madeline sat down calmly. "I haven't put on makeup yet. Do you want to do it together! I have all kinds of cosmetics here."

Harper happened to have that plan. When she saw Madeline's dressing table, she gulped. Then, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the things on the table. They were all costly. Even a random necklace on it looked extremely expensive. "These are all top brands: I haven't seen these packages before. They're nice. Can we even customize the packaging!" Harper felt herself like a country bumpkin. "You're too low-key, really"

At the same time, she bellowed inwardly, "Who said Madeline was a bumpkin? Open your eyes and see how extravagant she is

Madeline said casually. "Nolan gave it to me on my birthday. You can just use it. Cosmetics are meant to be used, anyway" Harper blinked and asked. "Nolan... Is he the handsome guy I saw earlier who doesn't seem to be in good health?" "Did I you see him before!" Madeline was surprised

"Yes, I did. When I came out of the police station. I saw him taking you to the car. He's so handsome! Harper answered.

"Oh? Really? A man's voice suddenly came from the door.

Harper looked over and saw a slender man

in thin co

thin cotton clothes standing at the door.

He was unhealthily pale. Although his face was thin, he had beautiful features and shiny brown hair. The ends of his eyes were a bit red, as he had been sick for years. His lips were pressed together, and the middle of his lips were red. He looked like a man in a painting Harper became very nervous. "Madeline, I thought Gavin was here. What is it Nolan!"

She instinctively felt afraid of the mysterious and dangerous Nolan despite his charming look and whispered inwardly, 'I wonder how Madeline C get along with someone like him. He's obviously a lovesick. Gavin has a very sunny disposition compared to him. Madeline walked over and dragged Nolan out, saying coquenishly. "Nolan, we're going to have fun. You don't stay here, or she'll feel awkward. I'll bring you something to eat when I come back, okay?"

Nolan patted Madeline's hand. "No need. You look great today. It suits your age. You should relax and spend more time with your peers on normal days. He pinched Madeline's pink cheeks, thinking they were adorable "I didn't mean to disturb you. I just want to ask your friend what kind of coffee she likes."

"Coffee?" Madeline pondered before peering into the room and asking. "Harper, what coffee do you like?"

"I usually drink iced coffee, Harper answered.

while. "You guys order online then. It's my treat"

later." Madeline closed the door

of relief. "I thought your brother

nodded. "Nolan is a

wasn't until the afternoon that both of them headed out. They were dressed up beautifully. When they sat in the taxi, the driver couldn't help but take

the same zone as Madeline's, Madeline had asked for Jasper's help, but the front seats had all been taken, and Jasper could only help to move Harper's seat

didn't care, though Yohannes was very popular. It was good enough if she could have a closer seat. She naturally wouldn't be

her ticket verified. "Let's keep in touch and

"You'll definitely have a great view from the front row. Take some photos for me,

people. Madeline took the camera and was pushed forward by the crowd before she

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up ahead. On the round stage,

to help Harper, she would just take some random shots.

audience in the back

a picture. Aww, he's so

you forever!" another

The audience was overwhelmed.

but feel her ears numb. She took the

he said. "Thank you for coming to my concert tonight. Since the last concert, I've been looking forward to seeing you all

dark. The light of the venue was particularly lively and had a fantastic vibe at night. As the concert began, the music surred

1. up.

purple. When he raised his hand, the sea of light in the audience followed his movements He was already the center of everyone's attention

music vibrated through the surround sound in the venue, tugging at everyone's heartstrings. Yohannes sang the first song in the microphone His fingers hanging on his side moved little by

early morning, wandering

street, the loneliness sneaked into