There were still two weeks left until the concert began.
In these two weeks, aside from the necessary notices, almost all the remaining ti was spent on dance training.
Although Hannah was originally a singing and dancing idol, she still felt sowhat uneasy after such a long break from performing.
Luckily, she quickly got back into the groove.
Even the dance instructor couldn’t stop praising her.
Music once again filled the venue.
Jimmy Simmons stood in a corner, leaning against the wall: he adjusted the baseball cap on his head and tugged at the corner of his mouth, a hint of mockery on his face.
Mocking himself.
He felt like he had truly lost his mind.
Not only had he co to watch Hannah’s rehearsal, but he was also sneaking around like a thief, worried about being discovered by her.
The mont she looked up and caught his eye, he heard his own heartbeat clearly for the first ti—his body reacting even faster than his mind.
By the ti he regained composure, he was astonishingly relieved that he had chosen a seat close to the aisle, making it easier to hide away.
Really... he had gone mad.
Arnold Simmons leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and listened to the distant music while the image of her appeared in his mind.
She sat under the moonlight, looking up at the starry sky.
Stars fell down and landed in her eyes.
She reached out, lightly touched his forehead, and called him "silly", laughing at him, "You’re really silly, getting bullied without knowing how to fight back."
She called him... Vincent.
That mory that resurfaced in his mind was like being pricked with needles.
Bit by bit, very slowly stabbing into his heart.
It was so painful that he couldn’t bear it, yet he indulged in it, unwilling to let go.
For a long ti, this mory was more like a blurry fragnt, shrouded in layers of fog, and he couldn’t see clearly.
He couldn’t discern anyone.
He couldn’t tell whose mory it really was.
Whether it belonged to the person nad Vincent or to himself.
It wasn’t until recently that he stumbled upon sothing.
He felt that he needed to have a serious, face-to-face talk with Hannah Winter.
Even though he was often mocked by outsiders as a re figurehead president of the Simmons Clan, Jimmy Simmons still had his own power and connections.
After all, he was also the second male lead in the original storyline.
Enduring humiliation and hardship for many years, he finally reclaid his inheritance from the antagonist.
Of course, this was under the premise that Arnold Simmons, the major antagonist, had an early exit due to an accident.
Otherwise, even if George River, Jimmy Simmons, Louis Snyder, and Jackie Qualls joined forces, they would not match up to Arnold Simmons.
The reason being, perhaps, Arnold Simmons was the only character who was fully aware of the Mary Sue plotline.
When Jimmy found Hannah, she was getting ready for the upcoming award ceremony.
Today, she was invited as a celebrity presenter, tasked with awarding a popular up-and-coming actress nad Rosa.
Rosa was sweet-looking and had a good personality. Her family owned a company, and she entered the entertainnt industry just to be a fan.
And she was a fan of Hannah—of the die-hard variety.
When Hannah saw Jimmy appear, she wasn’t surprised; she even told Lowe, who was visibly shocked, to stand guard at the door.
Lowe was concerned and, upon leaving, left the door ajar, standing right outside.
Jimmy glanced at the door but didn’t comnt.
Hannah sat in front of the mirror; she hadn’t had ti to change out of the costu she wore for a magazine photoshoot.
It was a light blue dress, layered several tis over, and the outermost layer was a thin veil of matching color, quite chic and sowhat reminiscent of a princess gown from a fairy tale.
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