Chapter 829 What about Her?
Catalina had high praise for them. She reminisced about the recent moments with a sense of longing, somewhat regretting that she was so engrossed in listening that she didn't capture their duet on video.
"I'll look for videos online later. I have to rewatch it a thousand times; it was so good," Catalina seemed very happy.
But Elsa couldn't muster a smile. She forced herself to look away and not pay attention to the commotion over there.
Abella returned to Long Island Manor, where Kimberly, waving a glow stick, excitedly ran up to her. "Abella, your singing is amazing! I declare, from today on, I'm your fan!"
"I'm your fan too!" Beckett also waved his glow stick.
Several servants, filled with excitement, gathered around one by one.
"Ms. Medici, you were incredible! Both Anika and Summer."
"You really gave us a huge surprise!"
"Who would've thought you're more popular than Mr. Blake Medici."
"You've inherited all the family's strengths and surpassed them. It's truly fantastic!"
Abella noticed the last servant's voice was hoarse and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with your voice?"
"Got too excited watching you and Mr. Blake Medici's concert tonight, from all the shouting."
Abella couldn't help but laugh.
"I really like you! Every time I get off work and go back to my room, I always play your songs," said the maid Trinity, who then mustered the courage to take out a notebook from behind her and sincerely asked, "Could you sign this for me? I won't tell anyone, just keep it for myself. Is that okay?"
"Ms. Medici, I want an autograph too," another maid, Uma, also took out a notebook, looking at Abella with anticipation and nervousness.
"Ms. Medici, besides an autograph, I also want a photo with you," said the third maid, Sara.
Seeing how much everyone liked his daughter, Beckett happily suggested, "What are we waiting for? Let's all take a picture together, come on."
"Mr. Medici, we want to take individual photos with Ms. Medici," Sara mustered the courage to say.
Mia timidly added, "Can we take a group photo with you later? Mr. Medici."
After all, everyone wanted a solo photo with their idol.
Kimberly laughed heartily, "Who wants to take a picture with you? Step aside."
Beckett felt a bit wronged. After all, he was the former richest man! Didn't anyone want a photo with the former richest man as a keepsake?
"Abella, are you tired? Do you want to take pictures?" Kimberly respected Abella's wishes.
"Sure, no problem." As soon as Abella said this, the maids lined up in front of her.
Kimberly was amused again.
Abella wrote a blessing in each notebook and signed "Summer," then took photos with each of them, making them very happy.
"It's my turn!" Kimberly, like a little fan, waved her glow stick and held Abella's hand, even pretending to kiss her daughter's cheek.
"I want one too," Beckett, not wanting to be left out, squeezed in to take a photo with Abella.
"You're blocking the camera. I haven't finished yet! Wait a bit longer," Kimberly pulled Abella to another angle and kept taking pictures.
Beckett could only wait eagerly. When Kimberly finally had enough, he happily stepped forward and took many photos with Abella, holding her hand.
After the photos, Abella saw everyone editing their pictures and smiled faintly, "I'm going upstairs to take a shower."
"I had the kitchen prepare some food for you. I'll bring it up later."
"No need, I'll come down to eat."
"It's okay, you rest well. You've been busy like a spinning top all day. Try to free up some time during Easter; I want to take you out," Kimberly called after her.
"Okay."
Meanwhile, Lola's Stories were flooded with concert clips. When she saw the proposal segment, a couple resembling Phillipe and Abella went on stage.
She was so shocked that she dropped her phone and didn't pick it up immediately.
Abella did have a similar black coat. Lola had seen her wear it once before, but the concert lighting was dim, making it hard to tell.
If it was them, then their coats were matching.
Seeing them in matching black coats and masks, looking so well-matched, especially when Phillipe knelt down and proposed to Abella with a ring, Lola didn't know how to describe her feelings—shock, jealousy, hatred, or something else.
To find out if the couple on stage was them, Lola logged into several social media platforms like Instagram and Twitter, desperately searching for videos and photos of the proposal segment, looking for clues about the couple in black coats.
A netizen had uploaded a video of the couple kissing after the successful proposal.
Despite the dim lighting, Lola quickly recognized them when Phillipe and Abella pulled down their masks.
They actually went on stage, kissing so intimately, so passionately. They were utterly shameless!
Especially Abella, who usually acted so aloof, but couldn't control herself when Phillipe proposed? Kissing like that? What about her image?
Even though she had the Medici family blood and was the true Medici heiress, she was still so casual and unreserved!
Lola was consumed with envy, jealousy, and hatred for a long time, then her feed was flooded with videos of the final guest performer.
Although the final guest wore a mask and a face covering, the familiar figure, familiar actions, and those clear eyes, along with Blake's shocked expression when he saw the guest, were enough to confirm that the guest was indeed Abella!
The envy, jealousy, and hatred were replaced by shock.
Abella was actually Summer? How could she be Summer? How could she have so many identities?
Summer's status was even higher than Blake's; she was a mysterious international superstar.
If she ranked second, no female singer in the country would dare to rank first.
The immense shock made Lola feel cold all over, even trembling slightly.
She couldn't believe that Abella had another identity as Summer.
Abella's identities and her Medici family blood would only make the Medici family value her more. What about her?
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