“XO?” Abel asked her.

“Sure, XO.” Emmeline snapped her fingers crisply.
“XO?” Abel asked her.

“Sure, XO.” Emmeline snapped her fingers crisply.

Abel called over the waiter and placed their order.

As the waiter left, the bartender approached their table with their drinks, kneeling down to mix them.

A rock singer on the stage belted out a song, shaking the room with its booming sound.

Abel frowned.

The noise was unbearable, he thought to himself.

“Mr. Ryker,” Emmeline said playfully, her face full of mischief, “how about I sing for you instead?”

“You can sing?” Abel squinted at her, finding this “little bro” increasingly intriguing.

“At school, I used to sing all the time,” Emmeline replied. “I was the star of the show.”

“Well, give it a shot,” Abel encouraged her with a grin.

Emmeline took a sip of the cocktail the bartender had just made and walked over to the stage.

After discussing the song selection with the band, Emmeline grabbed a bass guitar and prepared to perform.

As the music started playing, Emmeline belted out the lyrics with abandon.

“You took my hand, you showed me how…”

“…You promised me you’d be around…”

words, and I

aback by

famous

was infected by her carefree spirit and found

three years from now……” the crowd in the hall sang along,

ended, the entire hall erupted in

to Abel’s side, amidst the neon

Ryker, how was it?

and chuckled, “You look handsome and pretty, like Pink in her

Emmeline spurted

expected Abel to say that, as if he

Ryker, I’m a pure man, pure as

you panicking? I didn’t say

voice suddenly came from behind, “Are there eunuchs

looked up, and Emmeline turned

saw that Adam had come over at

Abel’s sword-like eyebrows furrowed.

starting to dislike Adam more and

him

smile, “won’t you offer me a

replied coldly and

didn’t hesitate to sit next

side to make

“you sing well, and you look so handsome. Your face is so smooth and androgynous, I can’t even tell if you’re a

ewey end pulled Emmeline closer to

kid, Adem. Don’t

of kid,” Adem pointed to Emmeline’s little musteche, “look, our style is

fun with me,” Abel seid, “he doesn’t know enything. Adem, you

et how tightly you’re protecting him. Is this e new flevor

coldly, “he’s

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