"You want something different?" Carl said indifferently, but he showed his disdain clearly in his eyes.
Jayvion was about to say "defiantly" when he heard Carl's mocking voice, "You have nothing better than me."
Immediately, the room turned into dead silence.
Everyone noticed that Carl was getting serious. Thinking that Sophia and Carl were close friends, someone went to find Sophia and whispered to her, "You are close with Carl. Please talk to him. They are brothers and don't have to make such a fuss over trivial things. People would laugh about them."
Sophia hesitated.
If she went to persuade Carl and Carl listened to her, it would be fine. She would also feel good. But if Carl didn't listen to her, she would
be embarrassed in front of so many people.
"Alright! I'll drink with you." Jayvion almost gritted his teeth to say this.
Sophia was relieved forthat. She didn't need to risk herself to stop them anymore.
The band's performance on the stage was over, and the band went backstage. There would be another performance later.
Christopher stood up and walked towards Jessica.
He walked to Jessica and asked politely, "Miss Jessica, do you mind if I sit down and chat with you?"
Christopher's face was calm, and there was a glimmer of a smile in his eyes, which made him look gentle.
Jessica did not agree, nor did she refuse. She just asked, "Mr. Christopher, what do you want to talk to me?”
Christopher didn't wait for her answer and sat down directly opposite Jessica, "Just a small talk."
Jessica's gaze fell on the stage. The new performers came on stage, and it looked like a dance group of hot dances.
"When is the next recording of 'My Life'? Did you receive any notice?" Christopher asked.
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