Chapter 604

Chapter 604

Corinne’s lips curled up slightly, and she said to Anya with a smirk, “Miss Anya, I’ve already taken off

Consort Aileen’s costume and folded it up on the make–up table backstage. Remember to get

someone to collect it from there later.

“The costume looks so well–made; it seems to be a dress with high–class tailoring. It’s best if you could

get someone to check the costume and put it away. I won’t be responsible if it gets lost or if someone

else damages it!”

Corinne spoke calmly and nonchalantly, but the atmosphere around her suddenly did not feel right

anymore.

Anya’s and Rosie’s expressions stiffened, and they were unsure how to react at that moment. They

could only glare at Corinne secretly while anxiously observing Edgar’s reaction.

Edgar’s warm expression had turned cold, and he glanced at Anya sitting in a wheelchair with an

innocent face before looking at Corinne, who had already removed her makeup. He then frowned and

sank into a pensive silence.

Corinne smiled innocently at the old man, and when she saw that Anya did not respond, she asked

again,” Why aren’t you saying anything, Miss Anya? I’ll take it that everything’s fine then. In that case,

I’ll be leaving. See you around!”

After ending the conversation with Anya, Corinne made a point to bow politely and bid goodbye to the

two elders.

“Sir, Ma’am, it’s a great honor to be able to attend your banquet here today. I’ll leave you to enjoy the

celebrations. Goodbye.”

She then turned around and prepared to leave.

At that moment, the dazed Gertrude seemed to have suddenly awoken from a dream and stretched out

her hand to grab Corinne.

“It’s Emily… She’s Emily! Don’t go, Emily….”

Corinne froze for a split second when she heard the name ‘Emily‘, but she neither stopped walking nor

turned around to look at the old lady.

As soon as the old lady started to make a fuss, Edgar returned to his senses, helped his wife up, and

called out, “Wait!”

Corinne finally stopped walking, turned around, and smiled politely. “Were you talking to me, sir?”

Edgar asked her pensively, “I heard what you said earlier. Does that mean you had just taken off

Consort Aileen’s costume not long ago?”

Corinne nodded naturally. “Yes.”

A frown unfurled across Edgar’s face. “Does that mean… The girl who just sang ‘Farewell, My Love‘ on

stage was you?”

Corinne raised her eyebrows, but rather than rushing to answer the old man’s question, she gazed at

Anya’s face as the latter sat in the wheelchair. Anya was stiff and pale, and she was also staring at

Corinne with those seemingly calm eyes brimming with threats and hints.

She was warning Corinne that it was best not to speak any nonsense.

Corinne could understand what Anya meant to say, but she remained indifferent to it and answered

Edgar

truthfully.

“Yes. I sang ‘Farewell, My Love‘ in place of Miss Anya on stage earlier. Apologies for not meeting the

highest standards in my performance.”

After getting that answer, the old man’s complexion sank completely. His renewed impression of Anya

disappeared instantly, and he disliked her much more than before. He was also especially annoyed at

himself because he had just believed in a lie.

Edgar’s stern eyes glared at Anya and Rosie, who had both been working in tandem, and he snorted

heavily before asking in a cold voice, “Didn’t you say that you were the one who sang ‘Farewell, My

Love“?”