True Love Waits

Chapter 370 An Evening Show

"Good. I emailed you the setlist. Please inform the sponsor and make sure the backing tracks and light shows are ready. I'm not fussy about the clothes, so I'll try them on then before the concert," Debbie said. Ruby nodded although Debbie couldn't see it. "How's the new album coming along? Done yet? Maybe we could make a special pressing for the concert?" she asked.

"Not yet. I've been depressed for a bit. So no new songs yet." Leaning back in the chair, Debbie closed her eyes wearily.

"What? Never mind. I'll be in Y City tonight. Catch you later."

"Okay, bye."

Debbie hung up and opened her Weibo app to check the comments. She wanted to know what her fans were saying. She had a lot of followers on Weibo. Most of them were stans of her music. But like any industry, she attracted a plethora of haters as well.

Some of the comments were vicious. And the commenters had been at it for quite a while, with threads literally thousands of comments long. Debbie couldn't stand it anymore. It was high time the truth came out. The concert was her big chance.

When the nurse called her number, Debbie quickly came to the exam room, where a friendly doctor greeted her with a smile. It was Niles. Small world.

"We meet again!" Niles observed. Even in the plain white uniform, he looked upbeat and attractive.

Debbie sighed inwardly. "I was in a car accident and got into a headbutting contest with my steering wheel. So I'd like to find out if there's anything to be worried about."

The doctor nodded, agreeing to her request. After a few questions, he reassured her, "Nothing serious. I'll prescribe some ointment. When you get home, you can roll an egg on it, or an ice pack. It'll help with the pain and swelling."

"Got it. Thanks." Debbie was about to leave the office and head straight to the cashier's to pay the bill. She reached out her hand to pull out her patient's card and the registration receipt, but Niles put his hand on the card and asked, "Does Carlos know?"

"Yeah, he does," she answered casually. "It was his car I crashed into."

the heavy traffic on our

she tried to pick up her medical records, but Niles was not ready to let go. "Probably not

guy. What happened between you

hand away. Debbie picked up her things and said, "It doesn't matter. He's not Carlos. I don't

between you

at him. "Do

Most of them just want a friendly ear. And a lot simply choose me for that privilege." Of course, most of his patients were women.

no wonder that every day the

to the challenge." She smiled mischievously. "Bye

me walk you out," said Niles, rising up from

brother to kick your ass." Debbie pushed

'She seems nice. Why do Wesley and

forehead,

she was

In preparation, Debbie tried on several outfits, matching shoes and

open each show. The moment she got to the mic, even before she opened her mouth, the fans went ecstatic, drowning all sounds

were twelve male dancers, six on either side. The lights flared to life, bathing the concertgoers in shades of purple and pink. The backup dancers were similarly

sparks, she took a few steps forward-she wanted to be closer to the fans who sat in the front row.

with a long face. Sitting on Yates' left was a man, who sat quietly. To that man's left,

the emotional fuel I'll

now was the time to interact with the fans

The audience went quiet for half a minute or so. When they figured out who those guests were, screams erupted from the