CHAPTER 787

The applause thundered through the arena as David's second song ended, and he descended gracefully with the piano, disappearing from the crowd's view.

"David, this is the tea your sister prepared for you, to soothe your throat." his assistant said, promptly bringing him a mug.

Hearing it was made by his sister, David grabbed the mug and downed it in one gulp. "Is there more?"

"Yeah, she made plenty," Jossie said with a smile, taking the empty mug. "I'll brew you another."

In the meantime, the style team swooped in. One whisked away David's jacket, another swiftly helped him into a fresh outfit, while two more slipped off his pants and shoes. David quickly got dressed in the new attire, and at the same time, a hairstylist swiftly gave him a new 'do, while a makeup artist frantically touched up his face.

The lift was slowly rising, and an opening in the stage revealed the dazzling lights and the deafening screams of the fans.