NovelEnglishChapter 617
Dahlia boiled with rage as soon as she heard that. 'What a waste of my time! He told me straight up
that he can't perform!'
Then, she figured that Cyrene would also try to ask Mrs. Lewie. But, it's impossible that Mrs. Lewie
would risk offending her by saying yes to Cyrene.
When she thought about that, she felt more at ease.
Since both of them were unable to invite Lancelot, then they would have to depend on their respective
capabilities to be at the center of attention.
Who would have expected Lancelot to be present?
Dahlia looked at Mrs. Chapman with an unpleasant expression.
Mrs. Chapman did not accomplish the task assigned to her, so she was not too happy either. She could
not voice out her troubles, but she still consoled Dahlia and said, "It definitely wasn't Cyrene who
invited Lancelot. Mrs. Lewie won't reject me because of Cyrene. We were pretty close in school back in
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"If it wasn't Cyrene, then who was it?" Dahlia was upset. "You couldn't even do a simple task right!"
Mrs. Chapman nearly had a heart attack.
'Is this a simple goddamn task?'
'Do it yourself then!
'You pushed the task onto others, but still threw a tantrum when it's not done?'
Mrs. Chapman only dared to keep her complaints to herself. She had too many things that needed her
to depend on Dahlia. So, she just looked down and suppressed the anger in her eyes. "It won't happen
again."
Dahlia was sullen but stayed silent.
Cyrene's brows were also furrowed.
Jackson asked, "Mom, how did you manage to invite him?"
"I didn't," Cyrene answered in a low voice. "I got rejected by Mrs. Lewie. I didn't even manage to meet
Lancelot."
Jackson was surprised. "Who is it then, if it isn't you?"
'Aunt Dahlia's face is longer than a horse's. If it was her, she wouldn't be looking like this now,' Jackson
thought.
Cyrene did not reply. She was also curious about who was capable enough to invite Lancelot.
Everyone was guessing who invited him, and only Cordelia was happily listening to Lancelot's live
performance of The Flower Pavilion. It was a dream come true for her, after all these years.
After the song was over, Lancelot took off his heavy costume and makeup with the help of his
assistant, Felicity, and others. He changed into a plain colored shirt and came toward Cordelia under
the company of others.
"Mrs. Kane, happy birthday," Lancelot said as he took a gift box from his assistant and gave it to
Cordelia. "I wish you blossoming health, and may you have today’s glory forever."
Apart from his feminine soprano voice when he was performing, Lancelot had a warm and soothing
masculine voice.
He did not have the arrogance of a national opera star. Without makeup, he looked like a middle-aged
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Cordelia was beyond ecstatic about having her favorite opera singer perform on her birthday, and he
even gave her a birthday gift. She smiled so much that her eyes creased into countless wrinkles. She
behaved like a fangirl who had just met her idol and kept asking Lancelot questions and feeding him
food.
Mrs. Wood heard everyone's discussions and thought that it was Dahlia who had invited Lancelot.
"Lancelot must be touched by Dahlia's affection to agree to perform on stage," Mrs. Woods praised.
"Mrs. Kane, you're so blessed to have a daughter-in-law like Dahlia."
However, Dahlia's eyes twitched.
After what Mrs. Wood said, everyone thought that it was Dahlia who had invited him.
Since Mrs. Wood was fairly close to Dahlia, everyone thought that what she said must have been
correct, so they praised along.
Dahlia put on a weird expression, not knowing whether to admit or deny it.
Felicity followed Lancelot over to them and heard them flattering Dahlia. She could not help but shout,
"Lancelot was invited by my Stella. It's none of Dahlia's business!"
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