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After hanging up the phone, Sophie had Tristan drive into the stadium through a side entrance.
Mark’s manager was already waiting there.
All she knew was that Mark’s friend was coming.
The man had always been aloof, and she had never seen him so enthusiastic toward anyone.
Therefore, she was very curious.
When she saw four luxury cars driving in together, a tumult of emotions brewed within her.
Being in the entertainment industry, she had witnessed all sorts of scenes. But the instant she spotted the four luxury cars appearing at the same time, her eyes still went wide.
“Hello, I’m Mark’s manager, Chloe Meyer. Are you Ms. Tanner?”
Her voice shook slightly.
Sophie glanced at the woman in front of her, reckoning that she was in her thirties and appeared pretty amicable.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Sophie Tanner. I’m sorry for troubling you.”
Indeed, she was a touch embarrassed that Chloe had to come out personally at such a time.
“Ms. Tanner, I always hear the band members talk about you, especially Mark! He really likes you a lot!”
Chloe promptly remarked smilingly.
Mark is indifferent to everyone. Only when he mentions her will the tender side of him show.
“I see.”
Sophie didn’t comment on that.
Chloe couldn’t help stealing a peek at Tristan. This man looks as if he’s not to be trifled with.
“Please follow me, Ms. Tanner,”
she murmured to Sophie.
She then led the four cars into the parking lot in the stadium.
Subsequently, she brought the other five people to their seats.
“Ms. Tanner, this seat is specially reserved for you by Mark.
The band members had been reserving the best place for you though you never attended their past concerts.”
In fact, that had become a tradition in The Wheelers’ concerts.
Ysabelle peered at her uncle cautiously.
I wonder how Uncle Tristan feels when there’s a man who’s so attentive to Sophie. Mark seems to like Sophie a lot!
“You have too many romantic rivals, Mr. Tristan!”
It’s practically impossible for him to guard against them, especially when they span industries!Tristan said nothing, his hand draped across the back of Sophie’s chair.
Romantic rivals? Are they even worthy of being called that? Felix couldn’t help chuckling.
At once, Tristan swung his gaze at him.
“Why are you laughing? What’s so funny?”
he questioned airily.
Immediately, Felix put away the smile on his face.
“Nothing. I wasn’t laughing either. Please ignore me, Mr. Tristan. Just regard me as thin air.”
Still, he couldn’t conceal his smile.
Ysabelle nudged him with her wrist, signaling him to keep a low profile.
“Mark and the others are waiting for you backstage, Ms. Tanner. Would you like to go over with me now?”
As Chloe said that, she reflexively glanced at Tristan.
“I’ll be back in a jiffy.”
Sophie got up from her seat, planning to go backstage for a while.
The audience seating was almost full, and the concert was starting soon.
The moment her words fell, the temperature around them seemed to have plummeted over ten degrees in the blink of an eye.
“Oh God, I suddenly feel chilly! Is the air-conditioning in the stadium not working?”
Charles couldn’t help rubbing his arms.
“I don’t think you’re chilly. You’re sick of living,”
Sean drawled.
“Okay. Go ahead.”
Despite feeling chagrined that Sophie was going to meet some other men, Tristan still agreed magnanimously.
Charles and Sean exchanged glances, not expecting that Tristan would be so tolerant toward Sophie.
However, Sophie did not give it any thought.
When Ysabelle saw that Sophie wanted to head backstage, she rose to her feet too.
“Sophie, could I go with you? I want to meet the other members of The Wheelers. I’m really a fan of them,”
Ysabelle blurted excitedly.
“Come on, then. Let’s go over there together and take a look,”
Sophie replied. She did not think it was a big deal to go backstage and have a look.
Ysabelle flung her arms around Sophie and kissed her on the cheek.
“I knew all along that you’re the nicest to me. Sophie, you’ve no idea how much I adore you!”
Felix could not help flicking a glance at Ysabelle. Isn’t she being a little too bold? How does she have the guts to tease Mr. Tristan’s woman in front of him? Does she have a death wish?Indeed, Tristan did not look too happy.
It did not please him to see others teasing Sophie, regardless of their gender. Even though that person is my niece, I still feel the same way.
However, Ysabelle had nothing to worry about since Sophie was around. With Sophie here, Uncle Tristan won’t be able to do anything to me.
“Be careful,”
Felix cautioned. In truth, he wanted to follow them backstage, mainly because he was worried about Ysabelle. However, thinking that it would not be appropriate for so many of them to head over there together, he dismissed the thought.
After Sophie led Ysabelle backstage, they found that it was indeed chaos there.
Even the band’s manager was stupefied after taking in the situation. The concert is going to start in ten minutes. What on earth is going on here?
“What happened? Wasn’t everything confirmed already? What’s going on now?”
the manager asked anxiously. There’s a crowd of a hundred thousand people at today’s concert. If something goes wrong in any one of the segments, the consequences will be disastrous!
“Sunny injured his hand.”
Sunny was the band’s drummer. The main highlight of the band was that they performed all their music live, but now, Sunny’s hand was injured, and losing their drummer meant their performance would be lackluster.
“How did he get hurt? He was fine when I left earlier, wasn’t he? The company only gave us such an incredible opportunity because they believed in us. Even the biggest stars don’t get this kind of treatment!”
the manager exclaimed worriedly, looking like she was about to cry. How could something like this happen to me?
“What happened?”
Sophie inquired. She was not convinced that it was an accident. It’s simply too much of a coincidence.
“It was so scary, Sophie. I went to the washroom just now, right? Well, a few people grabbed me and immediately hit my hand.”
Sunny was the youngest in the band, so everyone’s expressions were grim after they discovered what had befallen the apple of the band’s eye.
“Do you mean some people sneaked backstage, followed you, and hurt your hand?”