Chapter 1566
"David is like a breath of fresh air in showbiz, I swear," a fan said with a chuckle. "All the celebs my
friends used to like have had their scandals, but David''s still standing strong. Now they''ve all hopped
on the David bandwagon with me."
"He''s an amazing guy. The more you explore, the more attractive he will be."
"No kidding. Can you imagine the lucky person who ends up with him? They''d be so blessed. David''s
the kind of guy who takes care of you, a real warmhearted hunk."
"Whoever it is, as long as David''s happy, they''ll have my heartfelt blessings."
"Same here."
"I just want David to be happy."
Arabe''s own heart softened at the chorus of support for David. His poprity among his fans was no
mystery.
Romeo leaned in close to Arabe, whispering tenderly, "You''ve got a good brother there."
As the crowd at the venue grew, Arabe, sitting in the front row, watched as people began to take their
seats.
Some were business tycoons, CEOs and vice presidents with long-standing deals with David''s
unassuming, surprise and recognition flickered across their faces.
"Mr. McMillian." Several people wanted to strike up a conversation with Romeo.
But Romeo, taking Arabe''s hand, simply nodded in their direction. It was then that the crowd noticed
he was apanied by his girlfriend. Both were d in sleek ck coats, sporting matching ck
masks. Arabe''s eyes sparkled youthfully beside the more mature Romeo.
It was a revtion to many that the typically stoic Romeo had a girlfriend.
And even more surprising that he would bring her to a concert.
With that, they respectfully kept their distance, nodding to Romeo in greeting and understanding before
taking their seats, careful not to disturb the couple''s date.
To Arabe''s left was Romeo, and to her right should have been Jossie''s spot, followed by their agent''s
seat. However, the agent was in the hospital, leaving two seats conspicuously empty.
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Behind those seats, two girls arrived fashionablyte.
One of them, catching sight of Arabe, wore an expression of surprise.
She then nced at the man beside Arabe. Romeo? He was actually apanying Arabe to a
concert?
"Alma,e on, let''s sit down. The show''s about to start," urged Hannah, a rich girl, pulling Alma to
their seats.
Upon hearing the name "Alma," Arabe turned and, sure enough, found the source of her difort.
There was Alma, disguised in a hat and mask, but the bruise on her forehead was unmistakable. Had
she been in a fight?
Alma was debating whether to greet Arabe when, in the next moment, Arabe turned away, leaning
in to listen to something Romeo was saying.
Watching them so close together, Alma felt a twinge of difort.
"Alma, you haven''t exined these bruises. How did you end up getting beaten up like this? Do your
folks know? Have they found out who did it? I mean, you''re a Collins. Someone actually had the nerve
to attack a Collins, right outside your own home."
Hannah looked at Alma with concern, clearly upset on her behalf.
"My parents are on it, but no word yet. I have a hunch who''s responsible, though."
At Mr. Eugene''s birthday party, she dumped cake on Serena''s face and caused her to fall off the swing,
and she even poured wine all over her.
It had to be Serena seeking revenge.