CH-53. Outshining the Rest! Dinner Party Shock!

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Putting aside other things, Avril's music is indeed a subversion of today's music scene.

When most female singers were still dancing in short skirts, she emerged with a guitar on her back, a tie around her neck, and skateboard pants on.

With her amazing voice, she sang pop-punk music, instantly attracting countless people's attention.

"Hey Hey You You"

(I'm talking about you)

"I want to be your girlfriend"

(I'm attracted to you)

"You're so fine"

(You are very elegant)

"I want you mine"

(It aroused my possessiveness)

Harley danced and sang loudly.

Jason drank and moved his head to the rhythm of the music.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now he realizes that the lyrics of this song are very relevant to reality.

It seemed to be telling the story of her and Christine.

Jason looked at Harley and shook his head in amusement.

Unfortunately, Avril's biggest mistake was to have a fanatical sasaeng fan, and tragedy was doomed from that moment.

After the song, Avril left the stage.

All the fans in the audience were reluctant to let her go and wanted to keep her.

Ten tall and strong black bodyguards formed a human wall and stopped all fans who wanted to get closer.

When Avril went up to the second floor, the waiter came in and said, "Sir, Miss Avril has returned to the box. I will go and find out what's going on."

"Go ahead, if it works out, these are all yours."

Jason pointed to a thick stack of US dollars on the table, about ten thousand in total.

The waiter bowed and thanked him, then walked to the next box.

Five minutes later, the waiter ran in with an excited look on his face and said, "Sir! Miss Avril agreed!"

"Really?"

"It's true, you two should hurry up!"

Jason and Harley walked out of the box and saw a row of black bodyguards standing in the aisle outside the door.

"Excuse me, both of you. If you want to see Miss Avril, you must be searched first."

Jason nodded and raised his hands.

The bodyguard walked up and touched pockets, trouser legs, and other places where weapons could be hidden, but found nothing except a cell phone and wallet.

"Come in!"

The bodyguard opened the door and let the two people in.

As soon as he entered the box, Jason smelled a familiar scent.

He sneered in his heart. He didn't expect that the private life of a big star could be so shameful.

"Hi! Nice to meet you guys!"

Avril was extremely excited, and her pretty face turned red.

"Idol! I finally meet you!"

Harley pushed Jason aside and went forward to hug Avril.

Both of them were in an extremely excited mental state. Although it was their first meeting, they held hands and talked to each other like close friends who had known each other for years.

Jason stood aside with a loving smile on his face.

While the two were drinking, he walked to the bodyguard's blind spot.

Turn your palm over!

He held a bug in his hand and then stuffed it into the gap of the sofa.

They stayed in the next box for ten minutes, until Harley got the autographed photo with satisfaction, and then the two returned to their own box.

Handing the cash on the table to the waiter, Jason immediately put on the eavesdropping headphones.

With no outsiders around, Avril finally revealed her true nature.

"Christine, you bitch!"

"Hahahaha!"

"I will bring ruin to your reputation!"

Jason's heart suddenly tightened.

What is Avril going to do?

She only asked, "Are the people arranged tonight reliable? If this matter is exposed, you and I will both go to jail for life!"

The bodyguard replied, "He is already terminally ill. It doesn't matter whether he dies sooner or later. Moreover, his wife and daughter are in our hands. He is a smart man and knows what to do."

"Then... how are we going to fool the police?"

The bodyguard said, "Christine had an accident in Beverly Hills. You were partying in a nightclub at the time. You have an alibi. The spectators in the audience and the old man and woman in the next box can all testify to that. The police will definitely not suspect you."

Avril snorted coldly, "Don't treat the police as fools! Many people know about the conflict between Christine and me. After the police investigation, they have every reason to suspect that I hired someone to hurt someone, not to mention that this is the fact."

The bodyguard explained, "The man has been injected with a slow-acting poison. Regardless of success or failure, he will not survive tonight. The dead will never reveal secrets."

"So, this matter tonight is foolproof?"

"Yes, just go ahead and drink and sing! Just remember to get up early tomorrow morning and watch the news."

"Hahaha, then I'm relieved! After tonight, Christine will become an ugly and hideous monster. No man will dare to approach her anymore. I wonder what she can do to compete with me!"

"Bitch!"

After listening to these conversations, Jason's face turned blue with anger.

An ugly, hideous freak!

Avril was probably about to throw sulfuric acid on Christine's face!

Jason only briefly imagined the consequences, and then he found that he could no longer contain his anger.

He really wanted to give up the mission and rush into the box to tear these pieces of shit into pieces, but the most important thing now was to notify Christine as soon as possible.

He took out his cell phone and quickly entered the number.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

No one answered the phone!

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Beverly Hills.

A ball is being held in the magnificent manor. Luxury cars are parked outside the door. All the attendees are well-known figures from all walks of life, including politics, business, military, and art.

In the spacious European-style hall, a huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The chandelier emits dazzling bright yellow light, giving the hall an air of luxury both inside and outside.

The men were wearing high-end, neat suits, the women were wearing bright and expensive dresses, and there were maids and waiters carrying trays and moving among the crowd.

As classical music played, men and women in their best attire danced together.

The singing was brisk yet elegant, the dancing was passionate yet polite; it was a top social scene of singing and dancing.

When the song ended, applause broke out in the hall.

Wearing a black off-shoulder evening dress and holding a glass of Scotch whisky, Christine hid in a remote corner, admiring her beauty.

Even though she had no intention of taking part in it, her stunning beauty still attracted the hot gazes of countless men.

Her unsociable personality is well known in the circle, and people who are familiar with her will not take the initiative to approach her or look at her badly.

At this time, a young major in a brand-new military uniform walked toward her.

He bent down and made an invitation, "Beautiful lady, may I have the honor to ask you to dance with me?"

Christine smiled and instantly captured the heart of the major general.

She shook her head and said, "I'm so sorry! I've been feeling a little under the weather these past two days."

As a woman, there are always a few days in a month when you feel uncomfortable.

The major was a gentleman. After being rejected, he did not force it, but took a glass of champagne from the waiter.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

Christine nodded, "Cheers."

Clang!

The wine glasses met in the air, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Christine raised her head, revealing her swan-like, slender, white neck, and took a sip of whiskey.

With just one word and a glass of wine, the major left feeling satisfied.

The men who had been paying attention to her saw this scene and began to whisper to each other.

"Christine is not young anymore, she's already 28 years old, why haven't I heard that she's been in a relationship with anyone?"

"There is a rumor that she was severely hurt by a man when she was young, so since then, she has become distrustful and even disgusted with men."

"Is this true? Is this news reliable?"

"It's just hearsay, but I think it's very credible."

"What kind of outstanding man must he be to win her heart? Even Tony Stark, the chairman of Stark Industries, was rejected by her."

"In my opinion, it's better for Christine to be single all her life. If we can't get her, no one else can either. It makes me feel more balanced when I think about it this way."

"Hey! That major was drinking with her just now, do you think I should go and give it a try?"

"Come on, that major is young and handsome, so Christine looks at him differently. You said you're almost bald, and he still likes you."

"Nonsense! My hair is just a little thinner, unlike you, who is as fat as my fat cat."

Just as this group of bored men were teasing each other but were hesitant and didn't dare to approach and chat.

A pale-faced man with sunken eyes walked toward Christine.

"My dear lady, may I have the honor of having a drink with you?"

Christine turned to look at him, and her long, slender eyebrows suddenly frowned.

He was thin, his steps were unsteady, and his hands were as dry as chicken claws. It was obvious that he was seriously ill and would not live long.

How could such a person sneak into the banquet?