Chapter 113 Two Slaps
Just then, a sharp-eyed journalist noticed Abella. She was walking behind the crowd with a beautiful, fair face and outstanding features. The combination of her innocence and aloofness created an indescribable elegance and beauty. He couldn't help but aim his camera at her and secretly take a few snapshots.
Isla was sitting in the sixth row of the audience, sneaking a glance at her phone. It was already 9:30 in the morning and Remy still hadn't arrived, nor had he sent her a message. On the other hand, Mr. Wilson, upon seeing his familiar old friend, approached him with a smile and shook his hand warmly, saying, "Tomson, what are you doing here?"
"Mr. Wilson, your daughter came in second place. Congratulations!" Mr. Tomson laughed heartily, shaking Mr. Wilson's hand. "My daughter only came in fifth place."
"Oh, rankings don't matter. It's all about participation. Isla was just lucky, that's all." Mr. Wilson then exchanged a few pleasantries with him, still smiling.
Mrs. Wilson also unexpectedly bumped into her old friend Tomson and asked, "Are you here with your daughter too? What place did she come in?"
"Don't mention that worthless thing. After twelve years of piano practice, she only came in eighth place. How can she compare to Isla, who is so talented and effortlessly came in second place?"
"Stop it, stop it!" Mrs. Wilson played up the situation, and after pleasantries were exchanged, she whispered to Isla, "Where's Remy? Why hasn't he arrived at this hour?"
"He..." Isla had called Remy last night, but he said he would see if he had time today. In the morning, Isla sent him a WhatsApp, and he said he was a bit busy and would look at it later. She didn't know if he would come in the end.
"It's all his mother's fault! She must be stirring up trouble behind his back. He used to be a good kid, focused on you..." Mrs. Wilson felt a tightness in her chest as she thought about this. "When you become famous, make his mother regret it!"
"Mom, don't worry. I believe Remy will definitely come..." Isla tried to reassure her.
"Send him another WhatsApp. The award ceremony is about to start soon! You have to let him see your glorious moment!"
"Okay..." Isla gathered her courage and took a photo of the scene, sending it to Remy.
"Remy, I saved you a seat. It's okay if you're busy and can't come." She also sent a kissing emoji.
On the other side, Remy had already arrived at the theater gate, but he hesitated to get out of the car. He received Isla's WhatsApp message but didn't immediately reply. His gaze was fixed ahead, lost in his thoughts.
"Has Remy replied yet?"
"Send a few more messages. Don't be so polite."
"Be more enthusiastic. Ask if he's busy and talk about the award ceremony!"
"If all else fails, send a few more intimate emojis and say some sweet words to coax him here."
"..."
The boy can't stand it when the girl acts spoiled.
"He hasn't replied yet?"
"It's been ten minutes and he hasn't replied to you? Is your phone on? Maybe the signal is bad here. Try turning on your phone again. Or maybe you should go outside and call him?"
Isla was already irritated, and her mother's urging was getting unbearable. She got up and said, "I'm going to the restroom."
"Isla..." Mrs. Wilson knew she was annoyed, but Remy was such an excellent candidate that many people were dying to be with him!
Isla was already so close to achieving her goals, she had to seize the opportunity! She couldn't let it slip away!
"Don't pressure Isla anymore! We can't keep lowering ourselves and begging him all the time!" Mr. Wilson couldn't bear to watch anymore.
"But with so many familiar people here, if Remy could come, our family would gain so much face!"
Just Remy's status alone would make people look up to the Wilson family!
"Besides, if Remy comes, it means he still likes Isla! Otherwise, on such an important occasion, would he really have any feelings for her?"
After Isla finished using the restroom, as soon as she bent down to wash her hands, she saw a familiar figure passing by from behind. She was taken aback,
"Abella? What are you doing here?"
The people who could enter this grand theater today were either related to the competition or working backstage!
People like Abella had no chance to enter!
Unless she was working at the theater?
That couldn't be true...
She earned so much money for accompanying a rich guy for just one night, how could she settle for a regular job for such a small amount of money?
Isla suddenly realized, "I know, you're here with a sugar daddy, right?"
Abella couldn't be bothered with her at first, but when she heard her words, she stopped in her tracks and looked at her coldly, "Are you not in pain? Do you want a beating?"
"You, dare to hit me and see what happens..." Instinctively, Isla covered her face, "I haven't settled the last bill with you yet!"
"Oh, I see. Let's settle it now."
"You, you..." Isla gritted her teeth and suddenly couldn't say anything. She had to bring up her parents to intimidate Abella, "I warn you, my parents came here with me today!"
"So what?"
"If you dare to bully me, I will make them deal with you! They'll only embarrass you in the end!"
"Hm." Abella found it amusing. How could someone of their age still try to scare others with their parents? How useless can they be?
"Why are you laughing?" Isla felt a bit guilty.
"Next time I hear you say words like sugar daddy, I'll cut off your tongue and throw it into the sea to feed the fishes!"
Suddenly, Isla felt a sharp pain in her tongue and tried to regain her confidence, "Do you dare?"
"Try me."
Abella was about to enter the restroom, but unexpectedly, Isla splashed some water at her and raised an eyebrow mockingly, "Oops, sorry sis, it was an accident."
Although Abella quickly realized what was happening, she raised her hand and said, "Enough, Isla. I blocked some, but still got it on my clothes.”
Isla was feeling pleased with herself, not realizing that Abella, in a flash, slapped her hard.
Smack!
A crisp sound filled the air.
Isla was taken aback, then unbelievably covered her right cheek, "You, you dare to hit me?"
"I hit you." Abella raised her hand again and fiercely slapped the other side of her face, "I'm not Mrs. Wilson, I won't endure your bad habits."
"You, you..." Isla was about to get angry when she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Isla, are you okay?" Mrs. Wilson had been looking for her since she had been in the restroom for so long, and from a distance she saw Abella slapping her daughter twice!
Angered, she rushed over and took a closer look. Isla's face was swollen! Both sides were red!
Isla was about to receive an award later, and this wicked girl Abella must have done it on purpose!
With these thoughts in mind, Mrs. Wilson raised her hand to discipline Abella.
However, Abella easily intercepted her wrist.
"You, let go of me..." Mrs. Wilson didn't expect this wicked girl to be so strong. She tried several times but couldn't pull her hand back. She gritted her teeth in anger, "I told you to let go, do you hear me?"
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