"What is this?" Sparkle looked at the registration form in front of her, clueless about what they were up to now.
Noah, satisfied after his time at the hospital, sprawled lazily in the chair and said, "It's the registration form for the Rising Star Competition. I've already signed you up."
"I'm not going."
"This is the company's decision. You don't have the option to refuse."
"Noah Lawson, did you also sign up Linda Hancock, so you want me to be the scapegoat?"
Having guessed it right, Noah cut to the chase: "That's right! So just accept your fate, or… you can choose to spend a night with me, and I guarantee you'll win the competition."
"Is this competition run by your family? You can decide who wins, me or Linda?" Sparkle smirked coldly, her face full of contempt as she discreetly pressed the record button in her pocket.
Ever since she discovered their true colors, she never dared to be without her recorder for even a moment!
