Chapter 223 Brother's Long Legs Overseas
A trendy and handsome boy, dressed in fashionable attire, just finished a day of recording and hurriedly left the scene to go to the airport. "Blake, where are you going?"
The manager hurriedly caught up with his steps, "It's so late, and you still want to go back to see your sister? There's a celebration later, and everyone can be absent except you!"
"Blake, are you even listening to me?" The manager grew impatient, chasing after him while complaining, "You, how can you walk so fast!"
Seeing Blake entering the elevator, the manager hurriedly caught up and finally squeezed into the elevator at the last second, gasping for breath.
"Nobody is chasing after you, why do you have to walk so fast without waiting for me?"
"Who told you that your legs are short?"
The handsome boy with well-defined features finally spoke, his face so attractive that it was flawless.
"You..." Unable to hold any resentment when looking at that handsome face, the manager could only explain, "I know you are in a hurry to go home and see your sister, but we've delayed it for so many days. Can't you wait for one more night?"
"And what if it was your sister? Aren't you in a hurry?" Blake raised his handsome eyebrow, warning, "This is not up for discussion. I must go home tonight."
"Fine, if you insist on going back, shall I book the tickets then?" The manager walked out of the elevator and reluctantly took out his phone.
He was probably the most powerless manager in history...
In the past three months, they participated in a variety show called "For Dream." It told the story of a group of young boys who went through multiple rounds of selection. Finally, 99 boys with excellent singing and dancing abilities were chosen by the production team to go to a beautiful place overseas for three months of training and stage performances.
As an internationally renowned top star, Blake was exceptionally talented in singing and dancing. He was invited by the production team to be the main host and music mentor, leading these trainees.
Due to the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, Blake had stayed in this place for three whole months, spending every day training the trainees and imparting professional knowledge.
Finally, today was the last day of recording, and all he wanted was to go home and see his sister as quickly as possible! He had already delayed for too many days!
If it weren't for cultivating new talents, allowing this industry to flourish and setting an example for the younger generation, he really wanted to give up midway and go home to see his sister!
The manager meant that there would be a celebration tonight organized by the production team, and all the backstage staff and selected boys would attend. Seeing his sister had already been delayed for so long, one or two hours wouldn't make a difference.
But Blake had a temper, there was no way around it. Who asked him to spoil this guy!
As the plane finally took off, Blake looked into the distance, his hazy eyes filled with anxiety and unease.
"Do you think my sister will like me?" his clear voice was pleasant to hear.
"Of course she will!" Kevin said without hesitation, "Having such a popular and handsome celebrity brother like you, who wouldn't like you?"
"Just look at those fans, every time they surround you in multiple layers, shouting to give birth to your children. Every time you appear, doesn't traffic come to a halt? Don't the police mobilize? With your level of popularity, your sister must have heard your songs, and most likely she's one of your fans, running after you with a pen, begging for your autograph! You can rest assured!"
Blake thought, if his sister really liked him...
Song, he can sing alone for his sister to listen to. Forget about autographs, taking as many photos as possible is not a problem! The center stage of the concert is always reserved for her! She always accompanies him on shows! As long as his sister is happy, that's all that matters.
At this moment, his sister had just woken up, finished getting ready, and when she came downstairs, she saw Lola looking at her with jealousy, wishing she could tear her to shreds.
"Abella, are you awake?" Mrs. Medici sat on the sofa, drinking coffee, and when she saw Abella coming down the spiral staircase, she smiled and said, "You've slept all day! You must be starving, right? The food in the kitchen is all warmed up, go and eat!"
Lauren, who was next to her, smiled and said, "Miss Abella must have a heavy workload since she could achieve top scores. Now that the results are out, she can finally get a good sleep! She must have been sleep deprived before!"
"This child loves studying too much." Mrs. Medici said, looking at Abella. "Abella, in your own home, you can sleep as long as you want, without any psychological burden."
Abella smiled slightly, "Okay."
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Bourbon just had his personal butler deliver some gifts. They are congratulatory gifts for getting top scores, and Phillipe came by earlier too. He heard that you were sleeping and didn't want to disturb you, so he left the gifts behind."
Abella followed her gaze and saw the gifts sent by Mr. Bourbon and Phillipe, piled up like two small mountains, as if they were competing with each other.
But it's just getting top scores, is it necessary to be so grand?
"Should I have someone move these gifts to your room?"
"Okay."
"The butler said that the items inside were carefully selected by Mr. Bourbon himself, so they must be very valuable. Mr. Bourbon is too polite, it's obvious that he really likes you..."
As Mrs. Medici said this, Lola couldn't accept it and bit her lip. Her envy and resentment were evident in her eyes, as if she wanted to replace Abella.
Abella suddenly realized why Lola had looked at her with such eyes when she came downstairs earlier. It was because of this!
With this in mind, Abella raised her lips and felt even better. She ate something, said goodbye to Mrs. Medici, took the car keys, and left.
Just as she walked out of the main hall, she saw a servant leading a young lady into the house. The young lady was holding a lot of gifts in her hands.
Abella had seen this young lady a few times before, each time she came with bags full of gifts to visit Mr. and Mrs. Medici.
She heard her name was Hailey and seemed to be interested in Abella's older brother. But Abella wasn't interested in the specifics. Since they were at a distance, Abella didn't greet her but turned towards the garage.
The closer she got to the airport, the more congested the road became. The journey that usually took twenty minutes took Abella a full forty minutes, and she still hadn't reached the main road to the airport.
What day is it today?
Abella recalled in her mind, but it seems that she couldn't remember.
What important festival is it, not even a holiday?
Did something big happen in the country, so the informed ones are getting ready to leave in advance?
Otherwise, why would everyone rush to the airport??
Although she left early, she was stuck on the bridge near the airport, not moving at all.
As time passed second by second, at this rate, it was very likely that she wouldn't meet Clare's subordinate and get that little pill!
With this thought in mind, she started the engine and struggled to survive in the congested traffic.
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