Chapter 28 Is There Something Wrong With Your Brain?
Anyone who wasn’t deaf could hear clearly that Lacey’s voice was completely different from Jean’s
If she kept singing, she’d just be embarrassing herself further.
When Lacey’s voice faltered, everyone in the audience and judges already had their answer.
Jean didn’t even need to open her mouth again..
She followed the others silently as they left the stage, returning backstage.
Just as Jean stepped through the doorway-
“Jean!”
Lacey’s voice came screaming, filled with fury, and a dark shadow lunged straight at Jean.
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Lacey charged forward, her face twisted with uncontrollable rage, her eyes blazing with anger. Her palm was already raised high, ready to slap jean hard across the face!
Jean froze for a split second, but immediately jumped backward.
She moved just quickly enough to avoid the full force of the slap, but Lacey’s nails still scraped painfully across Jean’s cheek.
A few sharp red lines instantly appeared on Jean’s pale skin.
Having retreated too quickly, Jean accidentally stepped on some props behind her. Losing her balance, she fell backward, landing painfully on her rear end.
It hurt like hell.
This is some seriously rotten luck.
jean narrowed her eyes, feeling wronged.
What did I even do to deserve this? I’m clearly the victim here
Lacey stood rooted to the spot, trembling in anger, her face flushed bright red.
Everyone else watched coldly, indifferent to what was happening.
Even though Jean was obviously the victim now, they tacitly approved of Lacey’s actions. In fact, many of them secretly thought Jean deserved this kind of “punishment.”
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“Jean, you’ve ruined everyone’s hard work these past few days!” someone accused harshly.
“All you wanted was to show off! You wanted the whole world to know how beautifully you could sing, didn’t you? Lacey did. this for all of us, so we’d win the prize…but you’re selfish and hatefull another girl chimed in bitterly.
“Just to prove your point, you’ve thrown away a sure–win performance. What were you even thinking? Would it have killed you to compromise just a little bit?”
“Selfish attention–seeker–you got exactly what you deserved!”
i winced at the noise.
She stood back up from the ground, pressed her lips tightly together, and just as she was about to open her mouth to say something-
There was
revne immed
the door
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Borrow someone?
Aside from Jean, who remained silent and cold–faced, everyone else grew visibly excited.
This was Easton’s manager, after all.
Anything related to Easton was enough to make people giddy..
“Who do you want? We’re all free,” someone eagerly asked.
Holan’s gaze roamed across the room again, finally landing on Jean standing quietly in the corner. With a gentle smile, he said, ‘I’d like this little tree classmate over here.”
Jean blinked.
Everyone else stared in disbelief.
Surprise, jealousy, and confusion surged inside their hearts,
They could only watch helplessly as Holan led Jean out of the room.
“What’s with your face? Holan asked casually as soon as they left backstage, showing no hesitation to s
Jean gently touched her cheek, mumbling softly, “Nothing much. Just scratched by a dog.”
“Oh, you guys even have a dog back there, huh?” Holan said with a low chuckle.
Jean stayed silent, not bothering to reply.
Holan didn’t mind and cheerfully continued chatting, “You know who I am, right?”
Jean nodded. “Yeah.”
start a conversation.
Easton was incredibly famous, and his manager Holan often appeared alongside him, making him just as recognizable. They reached the VIP lounge door, and Holan lightly knocked. “Easton, I’ve brought her.”
Jean couldn’t help but think this whole situation felt off somehow.
It was like one of those tabloid articles with headlines like, “Top Male Celebrky Secretly Meets Teenage Girl, Brokered by Manager!
While her thoughts wandered, the door opened.
Easton’s extraordinarily beautiful face appeared before her.
“All right, you can go now, Easton told Holan first, dismissing him casually, before lowering his eyes to look at Jean. His gaze was deep and unreadable. “Come on in.”
Jean didn’t mind seeing Easton.
If she had, she wouldn’t have obediently followed Holan in the first place.
Compared to those insane people backstage like Lacey, Easton was infinitely better company.
Easton’s private VIP lounge was spacious, luxurious, and far more comfortable than the crowded dressing room Jean had been stuck in earlier
“What would you like to drink?”
Easton walked ahead. From belund, Jean could only see his broad back.
“Whatever, she replied absentmindedly
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“So, what happened to your face?”
Easton settled down on the sofa across from her, leaning back lazily, looking relaxed but clearly amused.
He asked the same question Holan had just asked.
But Jean felt something was off about his tone.
Why does this guy look so punchable right now? If I’m not mistaken, is he actually enjoying my misfortune?
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Easton suddenly laughed out loud,
Jean, sometimes you’re really adorable.” He casually brushed a lock of hair from his forehead, speaking slowly with at meaningful tone.
“But today, it really was a pity.”
Easton narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly remarked quietly.
His dark eyes glittered with a chilling light, black like obsidian.
“Honestly, I was looking forward to seeing you lose your temper and embarrass yourself out there.”
Easton spoke softly, calmly delivering words dripping with poison like a serpent quietly flicking its tongue in the shadows.
Jean was puzzled.
“Watching you get played like a fool would’ve been entertaining Easton tilted his head slightly, propping his check on his palm as he stared directly at her.
Jean realized she’d need a moment to digest this unsettling fact.
What’s
‘s wrong with this guy? Does he have some kind of dark, twisted personality? How could he actually enjoy seeing his own sister humiliated?
Easton blinked slowly. He’d never bothered hiding his true nature from Jean.
He’d never been a
a good person.
People always believed he was cheerful, always smiling, but beneath that pleasant facade was a dark, twisted heart,
Easton knew he harbored a deep destructive impulse.
Nothing gave him greater pleasure than seeing adorable, fragile things like Jean crumble and fall apart.
Jean had managed to fight back today, successfully thwarting his expectations.
But even though things hadn’t gone as he’d wished, he’d found it strangely amusing.
“Laston”
Jean’s crisp voice suddenly broke his thoughts, calling out his name clearly.
Easton quickly regained his senses, looking up at Jean’s cute, innocent face
suddenly lifted a finger, pointing straight at her own head as she asked in an earnest, serious tone. “Is there something wrong with your brain
