Female Novel
Chapter 180
They leisurely greeted each other and then kept silent.
Romeo was an exception, though.
He was too excited.
"Paul, will my goddess perform later? All the netizens pay attention to the gala. Some of them want her
to fail."
"Paul, I'll cheer for her later.
"Paul..."
"Shut up!" Paul growled and glared at him. "The government leaders are sitting in the front rows. Stop
talking nonsense."
Romeo curled his lips and dared not to utter a beep.
One minute to seven o'clock.
All the audience had arrived in the hall.
An empty seat was eye-catching on the table in the center of the first row. The name on the name card
was Franklin Maskelyne.
A deputy mayor remarked, "It seems Mr. Maskelyne will be absent today again."
All people knew that Franklin wasn't fond of such an occasion. Last time, when he broke his rules to
attend a charity banquet, many people were shocked.novelbin
None expected him to attend the gala. It was almost seven o'clock.
Once the gala started, the entrance would be shut, and no one would be allowed to enter.
"Mr. Maskelyne is too busy. He's a president and a crew commander. How could he be able to come
here?" The chief of the TV station echoed.
Right after he finished his words, there was an uproar at the entrance.
The audience looked over, only to see a tall, sturdy man in a crew commander's uniform holding his
cap and striding toward the round table.
"Mr-Mr. Maskelyne?" The chief of the TV station was startled. Hurriedly, he stood up and greeted
Franklin, "It's a great honor to have you here, Mr. Maskelyne."
Franklin slightly nodded at him in response.
He had just gotten off the flight and rushed here as soon as possible.
Fortunately, he wasn't late.
Jasper's heart finally dropped back to his chest. Franklin drove in person to arrive at the gala on time.
He had run on three red lights. Finally, he entered the hall at the last minute.
Jasper was freaked out.
Franklin put his cap on the table and sat down.
Only then did the other audience return to their senses, greeting Franklin respectfully.
"Good evening, Mr. Maskelyne."
"Mr. Maskelyne, it's a pleasure to have you here."
"Long time no see, Mr. Maskelyne."
Sitting at a round table on the second row, Clark watched the scene sullenly. The Wilson family still
couldn't be compared to the Maskelyne family, which annoyed him.
Paul and Logan kept calm, especially Paul. The Maskelyne family and the Kennedy family didn't get
along, but due to the friendship between James and Romeo, the relationship between the two families
made significant progress.
The credits should all go to Sylvia.
Suddenly, James and Romeo enjoyed hanging out together.
At seven, the light in the hall gradually dimmed.
Two emcees went to the stage, one male and one female.
They were famous DJs working for Larro TV station.
After a short opening speech, the female emcee announced excitedly, "Next, let's welcome Eden West,
our famous king of pop, to sing Land of Hope and Glory."
After the emcees went offstage, the audience was still stunned.
"Eden West?"
"Eden West is singing for kick-off?"
"Land of Hope and Glory? It was composed by Edward Elgar, and the lyrics were written by
A·C·Benson."
"Exactly! I love Land of Hope and Glory. It's a good song with deep meanings. But Eden West is a pop
singer. Isn't it weird for him to sing such a song?"
"Can he sing it well? I don't think he matches this song's style."
All the audience discussed with each other in low voices.
The bigwigs in the front two rows were shocked.
The chief of the TV station pressed Mayor Cody's arms and requested, "M-Mayor Cody, can you pinch
me? I must be dreaming."
"Calm down. Just Eden West." Mayor Cody didn't pay much attention to the entertainment business, so
he couldn't understand why the chief was so excited.
The chief said with excitement, "Eden West! He means the viewing rate, let alone that he's the king of
pop. My goodness! Miss Andrews didn't promote the gala with Eden West's fame. It's such an excellent
chance. Why didn't she use it?"
The chief complained about Sylvia in depression after calming down.
If Sylvia had hyped up the gala's news using Eden West's fame, their gala would have become eye-
catching. He wouldn't have been worried about the viewing rate.
Mayor Cody beamed at him. "Sibbie didn't want to hype up the gala's news. After you've finished
watching her show, you'll know her reason without doing it."
He recalled Sylvia's response when she first agreed to direct the gala. 'If I hype up the National Day
Gala by using Keturah Brown's fame, the viewing rate of this year can be guaranteed. How about next
year? We should focus on the gala's quality. We must attract the audience by the quality.'
She was Keturah Brown, more influential than Eden, but she was unwilling to use it to hype up the
gala, let alone rely on Eden's fame.
Sitting at the round table, Franklin overheard their conversation clearly.
He picked up a glass of water and sipped. "She disdained to do so."
Others were taken aback, wondering if Franklin was defending Sylvia.
'Why did Mr. Maskelyne defend Sylvia Andrews? He's never involved in such trifles, has he? How could
a man of status like Mr. Maskelyne know the gala's general director?'
They only dared to ask inwardly.
When the music played, Eden walked onstage in a black tuxedo. He dressed up formally, looking
maturer and more elegant than usual, utterly different from his style in his personal concerts.
He had a lovely face, and his current dress assigned him unique harm.
A lot of the audience in the hall were his fans.
Hence, his fans screamed deafeningly when he started singing the first line.
"Eden, my honey!"
"Ah! Eden is so handsome!"
"My idol! My love!"
"I want to take his pictures. Oh, I'll record his singing."