Chapter 493


    Kane was glued to the screen.


    “This young gal is something else!”


    “She looks so pitiful.”


    Keira and Lenard, who had been following the livestream, were on pins and needles, their eyes


    fixed on the screen.


    Lenard’s current demeanor was a far cry from his earlier cockiness. His drink was now abandoned


    on the coffee table; he was sitting up straight, staring at Jete in disbelief.


    There was no denying it, Jete’s song had him rattled.


    But right now, Jete was calmly looking up, then directly into the camera, announcing, “Up next,


    No More Wasted Tears! Thank you!”


    As her words trailed off, amidst the cheers, the slow rhythm of the music started ying-


    “Did you go through professional lying training?


    You don’t wipe your mouth after eating.


    Feels like a wire in my brain just snapped


    Whether it’s kindness or stupidity


    It’s reached its limit


    Loving you is a waste of time, hating you a waste of tears


    Believing in your promises


    I better believe in ghosts in this world


    When you put on a pitiful face


    Even shed some tears


    I got things to do tomorrow


    So, do me a favor and stay away”


    If there was one song that could clue Chloe into Jete’s past feelings for Lenard, it would


    undoubtedly be this one. The lyrics were just too telling.


    Lenard was also vaguely getting the hint. The line “Believing in your promises I better believe in


    ghosts in this world” only added to his humiliation.


    Some audience members noticed it too. Those who knew a bit about Jete’s nk love life could


    only connect these lyrics to one person: Lenard!


    In their minds, Lenard was already a lousy guy. Now they were even more convinced that there


    must be a problem with Jete’s “giarism” issue!


    He could imagine, with a crowd of thirty thousand, how quickly word would spread. Jete’s


    supporters were growing.


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    As the song finished, the crowd erupted in cheers!


    “Don’t believe a man’s words!”


    *Scumbag men, drop dead!”


    “Go, Jete!”


    Jete simply gave a slight bow, then continued with a few more songs. Audience members who


    initially came to mock were regretting not bringing glow sticks to cheer on this spectacr concert!


    So, they began to take out their phones, turning on colorful screens and raising them high!


    The dark night sky was gradually lit up by the glow of mobile screens,


    Rock, folk, pop. Jete even sang a jazz song.


    *Jete is amazing. She can ace any music genre!”


    “Her songs are so emotional, I especially love her lyrics, so unique!”


    “Who said she has no talent? She’s a future star in the music world!”


    Watching the astonishing turn of the atmosphere at the concert, Keira turned pale.


    Carolina also had a gloomy expression. She turned her head to Keira, asking with a furrowed brow,


    “Did Jete write these songs?” Keira was taken aback, then shook her head, “I don’t know.”


    From the side, Viviana snorted, “Even if she did write them, so what?”