Chapter 788
Chapter 787:
Allan remarked, “Cole, do you really have proof that Lilah is a heartbreaker? Just because she got into your car by accident, you can’t call her that. Isn’t that a bit much p>
Hugh quietly shot Allan a thumbs-up, approving the challenge.
Cole looked a bit uncomfortable. “I just go with my gut when it comes to reading people,” he said.
Allan’s mouth twitched, already knowing that meant Cole had nothing solid to back up his claim.
Always more perceptive than Manley, Allan quickly figured out Cole’s motives. He didn’t call Cole out on it but simply changed the subject. “What about the girl in the red dress? Do you know anything about her p>
Cole was more than happy to steer the conversation away from Lilah. “Her name’s Ava Braxton. Lilah’s father sent her here to keep Lilah company while she studies p>
Allan nodded and left it at that.
At that moment, the music ended, and both Elliana and Adah stepped off the stage.
The audience had been waiting for a chance to meet the two, and as soon as they stepped off the stage, people swarmed around them.
Allan rose from his seat without hesitation and headed toward the exit.
Manley called out, “Where are you off to, Allan p>
Without slowing down, Allan replied, “To pursue that fiery woman. If I wait around, someone else might snatch her away p>
Manley frowned in disbelief. “That girl is best friends with a heartbreaker, so she can’t be any better. Are you still not giving up p>
Allan shot him a look full of scorn and kept walking.
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Suddenly, Cole stood up and made for the door as well.
Manley asked, “Where are you going now, Cole p>
Cole replied over his shoulder, “I’m feeling bored, so I’m heading home.” That left Manley sitting by himself. He picked up his drink, took a slow sip, and decided there was no reason to stay any longer. So, he left for home.
Meanwhile, Cole made his way to the lobby on the first floor. He wanted to keep an eye on Lilah and see if she would start flirting with another man. If she did, he planned to step in.
Cheers erupted as Elliana and Adah stepped off the stage, swallowed by a surge of the crowd.
Voices overlapped in a chaotic chorus—from admirers eager to gush, socialites elbowing for face time, and talent scouts circling like hawks, contracts nearly trembling in their hands. The air was electric. It was a glamorous frenzy that left little room to breathe.
Watching from the edge, Allan stood still, untouched by the chaos. He didn’t shove, nor did he shout. It wasn’t his style. His gaze narrowed, lips pressed into a grim line. Pivoting on his heel, he strode straight to Nightfall’s manager and quietly ordered the club be emptied, reserving it exclusively for the rest of the night.
The Shaw family ranked among Ublento’s four dominant powerhouses, and Nightfall knew better than to risk offending them. The manager jumped into action the moment Allan’s request was made.
There were murmurs of protest from the crowd, but they quickly withered the instant Allan Shaw’s name was mentioned. Within minutes, the first-floor hall stood vacant. The thundering beat that once filled the room gave way to a soft, melodic tune that washed over the space, stripping it of its earlier chaos. Elliana and Adah exhaled at last, the tension easing from their shoulders. They hadn’t come out to be the center of a frenzy—they just wanted a night of fun. And in a way, the sudden power play had done them a huge favor.