Chapter 1585


    "No need, I''lle down and eat," I called out, trying to sound casual.


    "Take it easy, hon," Louisa hollered from downstairs, her voice tinged with a mother''s concern. "You''ve


    been spinning like a top all day. Try to clear your schedule for the holidays. I want to take you out for


    some fun."


    "Sure," she replied, the word barely a whisper.


    Meanwhile.


    Serena''s Facebook feed waspletely taken over by the concert updates. As she scrolled, she


    stumbled upon a proposal segment with a couple who bore an uncanny resemnce to Romeo and


    Arabe.


    She was so shocked that her phone slipped right out of her hands, ttering to the floor. She didn''t


    even bother to pick it up right away.


    Arabe did have a simr ck coat. Serena had seen her wear it once. But the concert lighting was


    dim, and it was hard to make out any details.


    If it was them, then their coats, their ck masks, everything matched—they looked like a couple


    straight out of a storybook. Especially when Romeo dropped to one knee, ring in hand, proposing to


    Arabe.


    Serena couldn''t find the words to describe her feelings. Shock? Jealousy? Hatred? Something else


    entirely?


    To confirm if the couple on stage was indeed them, Serena frantically searched through multiple social


    media tforms for any scrap of evidence in the videos and photos posted of the concert''s proposal


    segment.


    One user had captured the newly engaged couple''s kiss on stage and shared it online.


    Despite the poor lighting, Serena recognized them in the instant they pulled down their masks—Romeo


    and Arabe.


    It really was them.


    They had been on stage, kissing so intimately, so lost in the moment.


    Absolutely shameless!


    Especially Arabe, always pretending to be aloof and above worldly desires, but crumbling at a


    proposal, kissing like that? What about her image?


    Though she had the Collins family blood and was the true youngdy of the Collins lineage, deep down


    she seemed just as frivolous, without restraint!


    Serena stewed in envy for a long while until the surprise guest''s video took over her feed.


    The guest wore a mask and a disguise, but the familiar silhouette, the movements, those bright eyes,


    and the shock on David''s face upon seeing this guest.


    It was clear—the guest was Arabe!


    The envy was gone, reced by utter astonishment.


    Arabe was Summer?


    How could she be Summer?


    How could she have so many identities?


    Considering Summer''s status was even higher than David''s, a mysterious international superstar.


    If she was ranked second, no other female singer in the country would dare im the first spot.


    The shocking revtion made Serena shiver slightly, a chill creeping up her spine.


    She couldn''t believe that Arabe had another identity as Summer.


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    Arabe''s manyyers and the Collins family blood would only make her more valuable in their eyes.


    What about Serena then?