Lucas had a poker face while staring at her with an unfathomable gaze. He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Hera became anxious, and tears started pooling in her eyes. âI know I might have done something to change your perception of me. But, for Grandpaâs sake, can you please show up? I believe Iâll win the first prize if youâre there.â
She stared at Lucas intensely with a look full of anticipation and desire as she said that earnestly with a pitiful tone.
The atmosphere in the ward was a little awkward at that time.
Just as Hera thought Lucas would not accept her invitation, he stretched out his long, slender hand and took the ticket. âIâll be there.â
Hera widened her eyes in disbelief. The tears that had been swimming in her eyes began rolling down her cheeks. She was unsure if it was due to her earlier aggrievance or her current state of excitement.
Hera then turned to look at Bob and sounded surprised as she said, âGrandpa, he agreed!â
Bobâs face was still pale at that time. He did not look excited like Hera. Instead, he just thanked Lucas faintly, âThank you, Mr. Nolan.â
âYouâre welcome, Mr. Chapman.â With that said, Lucas nodded to Bob before turning and leaving.
Spencer observed Lucas closely when he walked out of the ward. She asked in confusion, âMr. Nolan, you know about Ms. Chapmanâs real identity. Why did youâ¦â
A hint of mockery flashed across Lucasâ eyes. âAshlyn will attend the International Piano Competition for sure. How can I not be there when sheâs there?â
He fixed his gaze on the ticket, snorted, and flicked his fingers when he walked past a trash can.
With that, the ticket fell into the trash can.
He did not need Heraâs ticket even if he wanted to attend the event.
Ashlyn and Naomi wandered around eating different kinds of food. They then went back to the hotel after enjoying the food.
On top of that, they also brought some snacks for Greg and Jonathan.
Naomiâs mood had lightened significantly after having fun with Ashlyn.
They walked into an elevator while chatting with one another.
It was evening time. Helena and her assistant got back to the hotel after work. They had never expected to bump into the duo.
Seeing that the elevator doors were closing, Helena and her assistant rushed over and yelled, âHey, please wait for us!â
Ashlyn pressed the open button with her slender finger. Helena stepped inside the elevator. Just as she was going to thank Ashlyn, she raised her head and noticed Naomi, who had a mask on her face.
Helena sized Naomi up and said disdainfully, âOh? Someone is not a celebrity yet, but sheâs acting like one already? Sheâs covering herself completely as if the passers-by would recognize her.â
Hearing that, her assistant immediately chimed in, âHow can she act like sheâs a popular celebrity when sheâs still a rookie?â
There was no doubt that their arrows of sarcasm were aimed at Naomi.
Naomi was annoyed at the mere sight of Helena, who looked innocent but superficial.
She, the daughter of the famous Nolan Group, was humiliated by Helena previously. Now, that same girl dared to provoke her once again.
Lucas promised her that he would punish Helena, but it seemed that he had not taken any actions against her at that point.
Just as Naomi wanted to mock Helena, Ashlyn stopped the former. Ashlyn smirked and stated, âSearch the trending topic on Twitter.â
Her words dumbfounded Naomi. The latter tapped on her phone and chuckled when she saw the topics that were trending. âItâs better for you to look out for yourself rather than laugh at others when you have the time.â
She inched closer to Helena. âMs. Uber, was it fun getting involved in a nighttime script reading session?â
Helenaâs expression changed before she snapped, âI have no idea what you are saying. You have to bear the responsibility for saying that. Do not falsely slander me!â
Naomi showed Helena her phone. âLook at this!â
When the latter saw the topic trending on Twitter, her vision turned black, and she almost collapsed on the spot.
How did this happen? It was already midnight when I went to Frankâs room. Everyone was asleep at that time. How was it possible that someone had seen me and even taken my picture?