Chapter 312


    Zoe Hoffman was Ryan’s younger sister. She had been part of Justin’s life since her early years,


    practically growing up before his eyes.


    Ryan was an elder brother who took on a fatherly role. He was exceptionally doting toward his only


    sister and showered her with attention that even rivaled the Thompson brothers’ affection for Be.


    After a moment of contemtion, Justin gave in and said, “Alright,e pick me up.”


    Not long after, night fell upon the Savrow National Music Hall.


    Ryan had secured a VIP box on the second floor well in advance, ensuring the best view to witness his


    sister’s brilliance. Beyond that, he had arranged for a camera setup and was fervently manipting the


    video equipment, eager to capture his sister’s entire performance.


    On the sidelines, Justin sat with his legs crossed. He cast a disdainful nce at Ryan, who appeared


    more professional than the paparazzi, deeply engrossed in his camera.


    Unimpressed, Justin said, “The organizers will document the entire performance and even engrave it


    ontomemorative discs for the performers. Don’t embarrass yourself with your half-baked efforts.”


    Ryan retorted, “A heartless person like you wouldn’t understand! The footage captured by a beloved


    brother is filled with brotherly love. How can itpare to the official recording?”


    Just as Ryan adjusted the camera angle, his eyes widened, and an exmation escaped his lips.


    “Damn! Be is here too. Did I miss something? And who the hell is that guy next to her? Why is his


    face so pale? Is he sick?!”


    Justin’s heart skipped a beat as he hurried to the railing. In a VIP box across the hall, Be and


    Christopher were both seated, exchanging nces while fully engrossed in their cheerful conversation.


    On the other side, Be waspletely unaware of the green-eyed observers. With fewer people on


    the second floor and the air conditioning running, the hall was colder than usual. Thus, Be, wearing


    only a thin emerald green evening gown, had small goosebumps forming on her arms.


    Christopher noticed her shivering and, without a word, took off his suit jacket and kneeled in


    front of her.


    “Christopher, what are you doing…?” Be’s eyes widened in surprise.


    He covered her slender legs with his suit jacket and said, “If your legs are warm, won’t feel so cold


    anymore.”


    then you


    With a charming smile, he continued, “Initially, I thought about suggesting you wear this jacket, but your


    dress is just too stunning. You’re like a siren from ancient Greek mythology. I wouldn’t want to hide your


    beauty.”


    Be, feeling a bit flustered, shifted her


    toes ufortably in her high heels. The direct and bold gesture from Christopher was a stark contrast


    to what she was used to. ‘Perhaps men in


    Sentania are always this bold. Maybe this is why Cami fell for her husband!’


    Meanwhile, Justin, who was watching from afar, could not hide his growing frustration. Watching


    Christopher kneel in front of Be heightened Justin’s emotions. He held on tightly to the railing until his


    knuckles turned white.


    The prominent blue veins on his hands revealed the tension building up within him.


    In the midst of all this, Justin could not help but wonder about the true nature of Be’s rtionship with


    Christopher. The question lingered in his mind. ‘Were they really just friends, or was there something


    more?’


    In an instant, Justin’s chest tightened as he held his breath, wary of the subtle ache intensifying.


    “Who the hell is that guy?!”


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    Ryan, who once had his eye on Be, felt a twinge of dissatisfaction seeing another suitor by his


    goddess’s side, despite the fact that she hadpletely rejected him.


    Heined, “He must be a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Also, look at how pale he is! Is he a vampire?”


    Justin’s gaze was still fixated on Be. His voice was as cold as ice. “He’s Chairman Iverson’s


    youngest son, Christopher.”


    Ryan was momentarily stunned. “The Iversons? Why do I have no memory of him?!”


    Justin exined, “He has been in Sentania for over a decade and has just recently returned to


    Savrow.”


    “The Iversons are indeed a tough nut to crack. Why is everyone so eager for Be’s attention? The


    rivalry sure is heating up!” Ryan squinted his eyes as he spoke, his eyes fixated on Justin’s tense


    expression.


    “Justin, you know the saying, even the sturdiest tree can sway in strong winds. You’ve got two options-


    either retreat gracefully or face the challenge head-on. It’s your choice.”


    Justin took a deep breath and clenched his teeth. “Just keep your mouth shut!”