Cedric tumed to catch up, Ms. Ynda went to the old mansion early this morning to pick up Mrs.


    Dashiell. They went to the Zion City Theater together.


    What’s she doing there? Remington tumed around.


    Cedric shook his head. “Haven’t got the full picture yet, but we should hear something soon.”


    Zion City Theater.


    When Lizcita arrived, Jerome was indeed already there, and to her surprise, Hamilton had alsoe to


    join the crowd.


    Seeing her. Hamilton immediately came over, showing concern,


    “Liz, are you feeling better? Can you really dance again? If you’re still recovering, please don’t push


    yourself. Once you’re fully healed, I’l ask Jerome to introduce you to the balletpany. No rush, right,


    Jerome?”


    He turned his head to look at Jerome, who gave him a nce.


    1 don’t have time to waste.


    With that, he nodded towards Lizetta, “Let’s go, hope you don’t disappoint me.”


    The man strode ahead, his figure tall and decisive.


    Hamilton looked embarrassed, tuming to Lizetta with a sheepish expression.


    “Sorry, Liz, he’s always like that. Don’t take it to heart, okay? Besides, he was directing that at me, so


    don’t be nervous


    Lizetta smiled and nodded, “Don’t worry, I’m not that fragile. I’m very grateful to him for rmending


    me and giving me this opportunity. How could I mind?”


    Hamilton smiled and turned to catch up with Jerome.


    Ynda, linking arms with Lizetta, leaned in and whispered.


    “Truth be told, I’ve never seen anyone who can kill the mood quite like Badass Remington, except for


    the CEO of the Madden Group, Remington’s arch–enemy”


    Lizetta was surprised. “Arch–enemy?”


    She hadn’t heard of this before.


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    Ynda nodded. “Didn’t you know? Well, in your eyes, Remington is unparalleled. Who could possibly


    be his rival?”


    Lizetta was silent


    Indeed, that’s how she used to think. In her heart and eyes, there was no one but Remington.


    “The Madden Group and the Dashiell Group were both real estate tycoons, one in the south and the


    other in the north, each dominating their territory. Remington is the crown prince of the Dashiell family,


    while the Madden Group is ruled by Jerome. Both so young, it’s inevitable they’repared and called


    arch–enemies. But over the years, while Remington has steered the Starlight Group towards tech, new


    energy, and automotive industries, the Madden Group under Jerome’s leadership has heavily invested


    in the cultural and entertainment sectors. It’s almost like they’ve been kings of their own castles.”


    Ynda nudged Lizetta with her elbow, whispering. “Why don’t you just sway your hips a bit extra,


    catch Jerome’s heart, and drive Remington mad with jealousy?”


    Lizetta was speechless.


    “What’s wrong?”


    “Stop joking around. You should just be a scriptwriter. You’re giving me way too much credit”


    But Ynda wasn’t discouraged. Lizetta probably hadn’t seen herself dance properly.


    Her beauty could turn a straight woman gay, and Jerome was far from blind.


    Besides, a CEO like Jerome wouldn’t just hand out his business card or personally vouch for someone


    without a good reason.


    Maybe there was something more to it.


    When Lizetta saw Crystal, Crystal showed her a dance routine and asked Lizetta to give it a try on


    stage.


    After watching the routine twice on Her phone, Lizetta put it away, handed her coat to Ynda, and


    stepped onto the stage.


    Meanwhile, outside the Theater, Remington’s usual Bentley pulled up, and the man stepped out, an air


    of chill about him.


    A staff member quickly approached, saying, “Mr. Dashiell, Mrs. Dashiell and Mc Madden are in the east


    concert hall. Mrs. Dashiell is already on stage for a trial dance. I’ll take you there.”


    00:30


    Hewing that Lizetta wat already on stage, Remington forrowed his brows slightly as he strode inside.


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