NovelOnlineThe two recognized each other right away.
Shelly wore a duckbill cap and a mask that covered her facepletely, but her eyes were unmistakable. They were round and
bright as if they had yet to be tainted by the harshness of the world.
"Did you buy your own ticket?" Hayden asked suspiciously.
"No, Layla gavethe ticket," Shelly was also confused. "Did Layla give you your ticket, too?"
Hayden nodded.
Shelly instantly felt awkward and restless at the realization that Layla was clearly trying to set them up, and she wondered if
Hayden would be angry about it.
Spotting Shelly's bewildered expression, Hayden pondered for a moment before opening his mouth to speak.
"Don't mind—"
"Mr. Tate—"
The two spoke at the stime.
"Please, go ahead," Shelly politely urged Hayden to speak.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHayden wanted to know what she was thinking, so he responded politely, "You go first!"
"Oh, alright!" Shelly took a deep breath and said, "Please don't be angry with Layla because of this. Even if her actions were a bit
inappropriate, she meant well... She's a really kind person."
Hayden could not help but smile and thought to himself, "Layla is my sister. What makes her think that she has to jump to Layla's
defense to keepfrom getting angry?"
"You're worrying too much," Hayden said. "Layla is my sister. Don't you have a younger brother, too? If your brother made a small
mistake, would you be angry with him?"
Shelly considered that for a moment. "My brother is very sensible."
"So is my sister," he said.
Shelly was relieved that Hayden was not annoyed. "It's good that you're not upset. She didn't tellshe gave you a ticket as
well."
"She wouldn't dare tell you, as you might note at all if you knew," Hayden said in a casual tone.
"It's fine, actually! You're not that intimidating. | am just worried that | might annoy you," she said. "I really like this musician, so |
would havee even if | knew you are going to be here."
Hayden was impressed by her frankness. "Ms. Taylor, you haven't causedany trouble. Not a year ago, nor now." Hayden hoped
she would be more confident and not feel inferior in his presence. "l don't want you to feel pressured because of my status.
You're actually very talented, and every hardworking person is exceptional in their own way."
"Haha! Thank you for encouraging me. | will continue to work hard."
After a brief chat, the concert officially began.
Shelly devoted her full attention to the performance.
Hayden was not acquainted with the musician or the music and had no plans oning. He had only agreed to go after Layla
pushed him into going.
Just then, the screen of his phone lit up.
He unlocked it to find a message from Layla.
[Hayden, I've been waiting for you to get mad at me, and you haven't done so! That's so weird!]
[...] Hayden replied.
[Why are you on your phone, Hayden? It is a great concert. Pay attention! Tell us what you think of it when youe home.] Layla
typed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm[...] Hayden replied with the sthing again.
[By the way, you can invite Shelly to take a stroll with you after the concert. Invite her to dinner, and then take her hto see
Aiden. If she gets tired, you can send her hinstead.] Layla added, worrying that Hayden might not know what to do.
Hayden did not reply again and intended to see what Shelly wanted to do after the concert.
He would often stay hduring the weekends, and he had to admit that he had been bored out of his mind as his parents had
been ignoring him ever since Aiden's arrival.
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