Mark took a deep breath. He knew this day would come, yet he was surprised at how soon it came.
Mark took a deep breath. He knew this day would come, yet he was surprised at how soon it came.
Frozen in his tracks, Mark stood for a long moment without moving.
Inheriting Emerald Gang is just my responsibility. It's not what I want to do.
Finally, Mark stepped forward as someone got out of the car to open the door for him.
“Mr. Mark, Old Mr. Wheeler is here too.” Quinton was seated in the back when Mark got into the car.
“Why? Are you afraid that I will escape?” Mark asked, knowing the reason why Quinton would come to a place like this on his own accord.
“You cried,” Quinton stated.
Mark didn't respond. He knew Quinton would turn a deaf ear to anything he said.
He only cared about the survival of the strongest.
“Mark, I've already given you five years to do whatever you wish to. You can't hold a grudge against me just because it's time for you to return now.”
Quinton felt like he had already done his best as a father by giving Mark five years of freedom.
“Forget it. I'm tired. Let's go home.”
Initially, Quinton wanted to speak further. However, he stopped himself when he noticed the exhaustion on Mark's face. Quinton instructed the driver, “Let's go.”
Meanwhile, Sunny was standing on the stage, refusing to leave.
This is the performing stage that I love. I would do anything to be on it. Why did everything end today?
Even though Tristan was waiting for her, Sophie couldn't leave because she was still worried about Sunny. She declared, “Sunny, it's time to go.”
He has been practicing so hard recently without mentioning his tiredness. Besides that, Sunny even looked calm during the performance today. But because he's acting like nothing has happened, I'm worried about him.
Sophie's thoughts ran across her mind, making her want to stay.
Sunny nodded in reply to Sophie's suggestion that they needed to leave. “You can head back first, Sophie. I'm fine. No need to worry about me.” He was sure that he felt fine.
“Come on. I'll send you home. Let's not overthink this.”
Sunny suddenly kneeled and kissed the stage floor as Sophie watched the scene unfold with sadness.
Meanwhile, Sunny left the stage and walked over to Sophie. He saw the worry written all over her face. Although Sophie was younger than Sunny, she always had to worry about him. The man chuckled. “You don't have to worry about me, Sophie. I'm okay! I'm just a bit unwilling to let go now. After all, you know how much I love The Wheelers.”
“All right. It's great to hear that you are feeling fine. Mark worries about you the most, so you should ensure you are well.”
“Yes. I know. Don't worry about that. I won't cause any trouble.”
Then, Sophie led the way as they walked over to Tristan.
Sunny remained silent during their car journey.
When they arrived at The Wheelers' mansion, he stepped out of the vehicle. “Sophie, thank you so much for today. Rest well when you arrive home, okay?”
“Mm, I will do that. You get some sleep, too, okay? Don't spend your time overthinking things.”
Sunny nodded before walking in.
Sophie turned to Tristan. “Tristan, thank you for today!” The man had accompanied her all the way.
Tristan held her hands. “My contribution is nothing compared to yours.”
I sat there the whole night. Why would she thank me for it? “Let's go home now.”
“Okay.”
Sophie was knackered, so she didn't feel like talking.
Tristan didn't disturb her, knowing that she was tired. He took a look at Sophie while he drove the car silently.
Sophie still looked breathtakingly gorgeous even though her makeup was slightly ruined.
Tristan held one of her hands as he took control of the steering wheel with the other. He advised, “You can take a nap. I know you are exhausted. I will wake you up when we arrive.”
“I'm all right. Let me keep you company.”
I'm pretty sure he is tired as it is two o'clock in the morning. The drowsiness will hit him if he drives without me talking to him.
“Trust me, okay?”
A beautiful smile appeared on Sophie's face. “I trust you. I just want to accompany you now. I don't want you to be alone.”
It wasn't because she didn't trust him. She just wanted to keep him company.
Tristan had waited for Sophie for such a long period without making a fuss. Sophie felt like it was her turn to accompany him now.
On the other hand, Tristan was reluctant to let the worn-out Sophie stay up to accompany him.
Suddenly, a gust of wind messed up Sophie's long hair.
Tristan spoke. “Don't worry about me. I'm not sleepy. You must be fatigued. Get some sleep. It pains me to see you like this.”
Sophie gazed at him intently as Tristan's mind wandered.
She looked so lovable right now.
Tristan continued, “Take a nap, okay? You have much time left to accompany me in the future.”
He knew there was no rush for Sophie to show him her love.
“Okay,” Sophie replied. Tiredness crept all over her, and soon she was asleep.
Tristan drove them to Wisteria Apartments. When he noticed Sophie was asleep, he didn't wake her up. Instead, he got out of the car and opened the passenger's door. Then, with Sophie in his embrace, he walked to the elevator.
After they arrived at Sophie's house, Tristan placed her on the bed. He couldn't help but furrow his brows when he saw the makeup on Sophie's face.
Will she feel uncomfortable sleeping in her makeup?
Tristan had never removed someone's makeup before. He had no choice but to search for the steps and solution online.
He frowned upon seeing how complicated the process was. He didn't give up, though. Tristan followed the steps written on Google, searching for a makeup remover and cotton pads. Then, he slowly wiped the makeup off Sophie's face.
The truth was Sophie had awakened the moment Tristan touched her face. She was tired, though. And when she realized Tristan was doing an excellent job removing her makeup, she didn't stop him.
Tristan was gentle with his movements, causing Sophie to fall back into slumber shortly after.
Unfamiliar with the steps, Tristan took a total of half an hour to clean Sophie's face. Then, Tristan soaked a towel and helped Sophie wipe her face, neck, and feet.
He was satisfied by how Sophie was sleeping so soundly throughout the process.
It's great that she doesn't need any external help to make her fall asleep anymore.
Tristan strode to the bed, leaned closer, and kissed Sophie's forehead. He had a loving look in his eyes when he uttered, “Sweet dreams!”
It was eight o'clock in the morning when Sophie woke up the following day. Even though she had a late night yesterday, Sophie was not used to sleeping for long hours.
She took out her phone and went through a video hosting website.
On it, The Wheelers' concert had garnered more than ten billion views, while the comment section was bombarded with comments from their fans.
The video hosting website had gotten an exclusive right to stream The Wheelers' concert, so the boss was watching the video at the moment too. He knew he would gain a lot of profit from the video.
Meanwhile, Sophie noticed The Wheelers were extremely popular with a large fanbase. After the concert ended yesterday night, those fans were unwilling to sleep. Instead, they immediately logged onto the video hosting website, subscribed to them, and rewatched the video all night long.
Even after the concert ended, we've yet to solve The Wheelers' problem. It's time to visit Mark's father now.
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