In the Lap of Luxury

The man in front of Xander, although aged, exuded an elegant and amiable demeanor. Yet his eyes seemed like he was hiding something.

He was holding a glass of wine while staring at Xander slyly.

Xander stood still. From the corner of his eye, he saw Grace's figure getting farther away. He gave Caleb a meaningful gaze, indicating that he should follow. He then replied, "It has indeed been a while, Joshua."

Joshua raised his glass and laughed. "My woman performing at your woman's event shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

As he spoke, Celia had already stepped down from the stage and walked to Joshua's side. She then linked her arm with his. "We meet again, Mr. Fulton."

She was extremely pleased about upsetting Grace, so she acted proud and triumphant.

Xander's expression darkened. "It was just a dance. Grace and I don't mind it."

Joshua laughed even louder. "Then, I can rest assured. It's just that your woman seems unhappy. Should I apologize? But it wasn't intentional. I know there was a problem on Amirate's side, so I just wanted to help out as a senior."

His words sounded nice. He just wanted to "help out".

Xander was dressed in a trench coat. Standing there with his hands in his pockets, he exuded a cold and profound sense of detachment.

"Grace is my girlfriend, not my woman. This is public knowledge, unlike..." He glanced nonchalantly at Celia. "Unlike you and her. You should understand that, Joshua."

Joshua's expression changed.

Celia's face also turned ugly. That simple sentence stated the difference between her and Grace.

"As for the so-called problem, we'll have to wait for the police to determine the results before we know more."

After saying that, Xander smiled. "Joshua, I've been looking forward to facing off against you since the Fortress incident."

With that, he walked past Joshua, leaving them to ponder over the meaning behind his words.

Frowning, Joshua gritted his teeth

as he watched Xander's figure. Xander was more than ten years his junior, but he possessed a

demeanor and presence that

Joshua couldn't match.

Celia felt somewhat scared. Worried, she said, "Grace called the police. Will they-"

"They won't." Joshua was sure.

Fortunately, it was just a

performance within the company, so

the news was quickly sealed off. Apart from a few people who knew about the incident with the girl

group, the information wasn't leaked

to the outside world.

The problem was that word of Celia's performance had somehow spread online.

She had practiced for years, so winning some favor wasn't difficult. Soon enough, she had fans asking about which company she belonged to.

Stellar's sock puppets immediately sprang into action to promote her.

This time, Amirate had inadvertently become Celia's stepping stone.

Grace rushed to the hospital first thing. The idols had already woken up. With IV drips attached to their hands, the young women had tears glistening in their eyes. "Ms. Dewis, did we miss the opportunity?"

Grace couldn't help but feel heartbroken as she saw them cry.

She reassured them, saying, "I'll give you an explanation for this. Don't worry. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Just wait a little longer." The young women remained silent, bowing their heads.

Grace felt a lump in her throat.

As she walked out of the ward, the first person she saw was Xander. He stood at the end of the corridor in silence but provided her with comfort. "Sorry, you came back all the way here but had to accompany me to the hospital."

Xander just raised his hand to tidy her hair. "Don't be too upset."

Grace couldn't hold back any longer. Her eyes welled up with tears. "Joshua and Celia came for me, but my artists had to bear the brunt. I feel guilty."