NovelAppDave watched as everyone seemed to be swayed by Summer's talent. With a gentle voice, he said, "You know, if you really want to
figure out if the two songs are different, don't just rely on how they feel. Listen for the nuances in the instruments - like the quiver
of guitar strings or the hum of piano keys. And pay attention to Summer's breath control and singing technique. Hand on heart,
she's better than me."
The crowd didn't expect David to affirm Summer so positively, and their comments started pouring in.
[You sing great too!]s
[Love you!]
[You'll always be number one in my heart!]
[Thanks for backing Summer. On behalf of all her fans, we appreciate you.]
[Thanks for spending so much ttonight clearing things up for Summer.]
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David's agent hadn't expected that by sending him to interact with the fans, David would end up dedicating his whole evening to
vouching for Summer. But the buzz from the night reignited their fame, and the agent found ssolace in that.
Arabella was chatting with her roommates when Joyce dropped a screenshot into their group chat, showing the trending topic.
[Bella, your brother's really got your back, spending his whole evening clearing things up for you.]
[The thing is, he did it from such a professional standpoint. Everyone believes him. They're totally won over.]
[What kind of celestial siblings are you two? One saves the brother's show; the other clears the sister's name.]
Had it not been for Kelly spilling the beans, Joyce and Mya wouldn't have even known their roommate was also Summer!
They were floored. This girl had been full of surprises since the day they met her.
Meanwhile, across the ocean in an upscale club's private room.
A group of young elites were enjoying their night when the door swung open, revealing a figure that instantly tamed the rowdy
crowd.
"Hans."
"Hans, what brings you here? Sean, Hans is here."
"Hans, if you're looking for Sean, we'll get out of your way. We'll leave you two to it, Sean."
The man lounging on the sofa, Sean, flashed a devilish grin as he watched his friends scatter, leaving him alone with Hans in the
end.
"To what do | owe the pleasure, Hans?" Sean, always brash, toned it down a notch in Hans' presence, but his irreverent demeanor
still earned a frown from Hans.
"New Year's coming up. | don't care how busy you are. If you're not around for the holiday, you'll wish you were. Understand?" Hans
placed an object in front of Sean, "This is a present from Bella. Don't you dare show up empty-handed."
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Sean chuckled, not expecting the usually stoic and workaholic Hans to make a personal appearance, let alone deliver a gift on
behalf of his sister.
On the table lay a rolled-up piece of paper - a painting, perhaps?
As Hans prepared to leave, his sharp gaze caught the sight of an ashtray brimming with cigarette butts and a table littered with
empty bottles. His voice took on a chilly edge, "During the holiday, | expect you to be free of any scent of alcohol or smoke."
"Leaving so soon, Hans?" Sean called out after him, and at that moment, the club manager crept in, trembling.
"Mr. Sean Collins, | couldn't stop Mr. Hans Collins when he suddenly showed up. | couldn't hold him back."
Sean's gaze turned amused, "So, you're saying it's not your fault?"
"No, no, no, it's my fault." the manager pleaded, "I promise, it won't happen again."
"Are you saying that next tHans shows up, you'll have the guts to stop him?"
The manager could never have the audacity. When it cto the Collins family, the eldest and the fourth were the ones he never
wanted to cross.
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