[Chapter 90]
Alex combed his hair, tidied himself up, and walked out of the Green Island Garden District. He called a taxi and went straight to the airport, intending to give Debbie a surprise by showing up in Chicago.
After buying the ticket, he waited for twenty minutes for his flight to be called, and then he received a call from Joe.
"Alex, I'm treating you to dinner tonight at 8pm. You have to be there," Joe said. He seemed very happy, but he didn't explain what was going on.
"Oh, I can't. I have something to do," Alex said. He was about to explain that he was going to Chicago to watch Debbie's talent show, but Joe didn't let him finish speaking.
"Suzan and I are engaged!" Joe announced.
"Really?" Alex asked. "And her parents agreed? That's great!" He was happy for Joe. He looked at the ticket in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to stay. "Okay. I'll definitely be there. Call the others, and I'll see you later."
Joe was like a brother to him, and this was wonderful news. It wouldn't be fair if Alex didn't celebrate with him. He would have to change his plans.
He felt a little guilty about Debbie, but he had to be with Joe, and Debbie had told him to stay in New York.
She probably won't mind, he thought.
He had no idea how much he would come to regret this decision.
At the talent show in Chicago, the mansion was brightly lit, making it look very elegant.
The stage was beside an artificial lake and the background was made from a large fashion poster with dozens of pretty girls.
The colourful lights, and the lakes and trees, made the place seem magical.
The seats for the four judges were directly in front of the stage, and there were dozens of seats in the audience for the most important guests, while the other two thousand spectators had to stand.
In a corner of the seating area, Charlie and Melissa were whispering to each other.
"Babe, I'll definitely record your performance," Charlie said. He had a camera hanging from a strap around his neck. "It's just a pity that you're not the lead singer. That country bumpkin has nothing on you. Janice must be blind."
"It's fine. So what if she's the lead singer?" Melissa said. "Don't forget, as the lead singer, she will be the one to take the blame if things go badly." She chuckled.
"Why do you say that?" Charlie asked. "Have you thought of a way to deal with her?" He knew Melissa too well. Not only was she not complaining about Debbie, but she seemed to be very happy about the situation. She had to be up to something.
Melissa glanced at him with a trace of mischief in her eyes. She lowered her head and took a brown bottle out of her pocket. She looked around vigilantly, hiding the bottle with her body, and then gently shook it in front of him.
"What's that?" Charlie asked.
Melissa smiled. She stood on her tiptoes and cupped his ear with her hand as she whispered to him. His expression grew more and more excited as she spoke.
Then he asked hesitantly, "Isn't that a bit too cruel? And if you make a fool of her on stage, won't that affect you too?"
"I don't care," she said stubbornly. "She stole my position as lead singer. And if I perform well, the judges might not care about her. Perhaps this is my chance to shine."
She smirked. "Go and sit down. The show is about to start. Remember to make me look pretty when you record me," she said as she walked away.
Debbie and the others were doing their final rehearsal under Janice's watchful gaze. When Melissa returned, Janice immediately called her over to rehearse with them. After half an hour of practice, Janice spoke to them, giving them some last-minute instructions. After that, she let them sit and relax to mentally prepare for their performance.
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