They leisurely greeted each other and then kept silent.

Romeo was an exception, though.

He was too excited.

"Paul, will my goddess perform later? All the netizens pay attention tothe gala. Some of them want her to fail."

“Paul, I'll cheer for her later.

"Paul..."

"Shut up!" Paul growled and glared at him. "The government leadersare sitting in the front rows. Stop talking nonsense."

Romeo curled his lips and dared not to utter a beep.

One minute to seven o'clock.

All the audience had arrived in the hall.

An empty seat was eye-catching on the table in the center of the firstrow. The name on the name card was Franklin Maskelyne.

A deputy mayor remarked, "It seems Mr. Maskelyne will be absenttoday again.”

All people knew that Franklin wasn't fond of such an occasion. Lasttime, when he broke his rules to attend a charity banquet, many peoplewere shocked.

None expected him to attend the gala. It was almost seven o'clock.Once the gala started, the entrance would be shut, and no one wouldbe allowed to enter.

"Mr. Maskelyne is too busy. He's a president and a crew commander.How could he be able to come here?" The chief of the TV stationechoed.

Right after he finished his words, there was an uproar at the entrance.The audience looked over, only to see a tall, sturdy man in a crewcommander's uniform holding his cap and striding toward the roundtable.

"Mr-Mr. Maskelyne?" The chief of the TV station was startled. Hurriedly,he stood up and greeted Franklin, "It's a great honor to have you here,Mr. Maskelyne."

Franklin slightly nodded at him in response.

He had just gotten off the flight and rushed here as soon as possible.Fortunately, he wasn't late.

Jaspers heart finally dropped back to his chest. Franklin drove inperson to arrive at the gala on time. He had run on three red lights.Finally, he entered the hall at the last minute.

Jasper was freaked out.

Franklin put his cap on the table and sat down.

Only then did the other audience return to their senses, greetingFranklin respectfully.

"Good evening, Mr. Maskelyne."

"Mr. Maskelyne, it's a pleasure to have you here."

“Long time no see, Mr. Maskelyne."

Sitting at a round table on the second row, Clark watched the scenesullenly. The Wilson family still couldn't be compared to the Maskelynefamily, which annoyed him.

Paul and Logan kept calm, especially Paul. The Maskelyne family andthe Kennedy family didn't get along, but due to the friendship betweenJames and Romeo, the relationship between the two families madesignificant progress.

The credits should all go to Sylvia.

Suddenly, James and Romeo enjoyed hanging out together.

At seven, the light in the hall gradually dimmed.

Two emcees went to the stage, one male and one female.

They were famous DJs working for Larro TV station.

After a short opening speech, the female emcee announced excitedly,"Next, let's welcome Eden West, our famous king of pop, to sing Landof Hope and Glory."

After the emcees went offstage, the audience was still stunned.

"Eden West?"

"Eden West is singing for kick-off?"

“Land of Hope and Glory? It was composed by Edward Elgar, and thelyrics were written by A-C-Benson.”

"Exactly! I love Land of Hope and Glory. It's a good song with deepmeanings. But Eden West is a pop singer. Isn't it weird for him to singsuch a song?"

"Can he sing it well? I don't think he matches this song's style."

All the audience discussed with each other in low voices.

The bigwigs in the front two rows were shocked.

The chief of the TV station pressed Mayor Cody's arms and requested,"M-Mayor Cody, can you pinch me? I must be dreaming.”

"Calm down. Just Eden West." Mayor Cody didn't pay much attention tothe entertainment business, so he couldn't understand why the chiefwas so excited.

The chief said with excitement, "Eden West! He means the viewingrate, let alone that he's the king of pop. My goodness! Miss Andrewsdidn't promote the gala with Eden West's fame. It's such an excellentchance. Why didn't she use it?"

The chief complained about Sylvia in depression after calming down.If Sylvia had hyped up the gala's news using Eden West's fame, theirgala would have become eye-catching. He wouldn't have been worriedabout the viewing rate.

Mayor Cody beamed at him. "Sibbie didn't want to hype up the gala'snews. After you've finished watching her show, you'll know her reasonwithout doing it."

He recalled Sylvia's response when she first agreed to direct the gala.'If I hype up the National Day Gala by using Keturah Brown's fame, theviewing rate of this year can be guaranteed. How about next year? Weshould focus on the gala's quality. We must attract the audience by thequality.’

She was Keturah Brown, more influential than Eden, but she wasunwilling to use it to hype up the gala, let alone rely on Eden's fame.Sitting at the round table, Franklin overheard their conversation clearly.He picked up a glass of water and sipped. "She disdained to do so."Others were taken aback, wondering if Franklin was defending Sylvia.“Why did Mr. Maskelyne defend Sylvia Andrews? He's never involved insuch trifles, has he? How could a man of status like Mr. Maskelyneknow the gala's general director?"

They only dared to ask inwardly.

When the music played, Eden walked onstage in a black tuxedo. Hedressed up formally, looking maturer and more elegant than usual,utterly different from his style in his personal concerts.

He had a lovely face, and his current dress assigned him unique harm.Alot of the audience in the hall were his fans.

Hence, his fans screamed deafeningly when he started singing the firstline.

"Eden, my honey!"

"Ah! Eden is so handsome!"

"My idol! My love!"

“I want to take his pictures. Oh, I'll record his singing.”

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