Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 33: As the prelude ended, Candice began to sing gently. Her breath was a bit shaky, and her voice was low and raspy. When she sang, her voice was quite different from when she spoke. People around started whispering and making observations. "What I hear... her voice is very unusual. I like it." "It's nothing less than unique and extraordinary." "Her voice sounds rich with stories. It's so pleasant to the ear! The fact that this song sounds so beautiful when sung by her is indeed a pleasant surprise." "Isn't it strange that her partner hasn't shown up yet?" "Did she come alone?

How will she manage the male parts?" "Her lyrics are about to conclude, but her lover hasn't arrived yet. From what I can tell, she will have to finish singing alone. Well, that's unfortunate." "Ah, it's so humiliating to perform a love song by oneself." "Was she abandoned by her man? Oh, that poor girl!" As soon as Candice finished her verse, she prepared to sing the partner's part. But just as she was ready, a towering man walked past her in the dim light, surprising her. Was she dreaming? The man had already taken the microphone from her hand before she could regain her composure.

Rather than face her, he turned his back to the audience. She heard his voice but couldn't see him. The man sang effortlessly - penetrating, low, and endearing best described his voice. His voice was far more enjoyable to listen to than that of an expert. No one could tear themselves away from it! His voice sounded infused with some kind of mystical force, as if hearing it awakened long-forgotten memories in everyone there. The rain and the golden glow of the lights brought back fond memories. Mⱺɍɇ Ʉρȡąţɇş ĩŋ ɢąłņøνɇłş.çøɱ This prompted Candice to recall events from ten years ago. Was it him?

Her whole body trembled slightly. She moved closer and glanced at the individual, astounded when she finally caught a glimpse of his face. She expected it to be Greyson. However, it was Milton! His exquisite features were highlighted by the dim yellow light. He sang with his eyes closed and a seductive smile on his thin lips. After performing his part, Milton opened his eyes and saw her entranced. He signaled her to continue with a cold glare. Candice was momentarily lost. It was her turn. Her voice quivered a little, but she soon regained control and continued singing.

Angry, Madilyn stomped her foot. She hadn't expected Candice to sing so beautifully. But she still believed Candice would make a complete fool of herself since she was alone. She wasn't expecting a man to show up at any point in the song. She soon realized it was the same man who had thrown her phone from the restaurant. Onstage, Candice and Milton complemented each other perfectly. Their voices filled the hall with deep emotion. Everyone paused to listen intently to the beautiful love song. They were so absorbed they didn't even notice when it ended! The song was utterly captivating.

The crowd erupted into loud, enthusiastic applause. "That was beyond lovely. Who's that guy? It's hard to make out his features in the low light, but he must be very handsome." "He's breathtakingly good-looking. That guy's got serious swagger in his voice. I think he has the potential for a successful career in show business." "Is he a professional singer?" "The lady sings well, too!" "Evidently, they're a couple. They worked well together. I felt the love in the song." Greyson walked in soon after the phone call ended. He saw everything happening on the stage.

Up on stage, Candice and a man were singing a love song. She surprised him not only by being a skilled dancer but also a talented singer. Nonetheless, her singing voice gave the impression that she had endured a rough patch over the years. It seemed she had suffered wounds in the past that needed time to heal. Greyson stood at the entrance and gave Candice a puzzled glance. He grimaced noticeably when he clearly saw the man's face onstage. The man was Milton, which surprised him. His expression grew darker than ever. He couldn't help but clench his fists. . . .