Chapter 506

Chapter 506:

Aiden’s lips tightened, a wave of regret washing over him for the choices he had made.

Dealing with Kenneth was already challenging, and now, with Lancelot’s arrival, it felt like he was trapped in an impossible situation.

“Janice, why aren’t you inside yet? Don’t tell me you forgot your invitation,” Lancelot asked with a playful lilt.

“I left it behind,” Janice admitted with a helpless shrug.

Aiden cast a glance at her. Why wasn’t she responding to Lancelot’s bold remarks? Was she silently agreeing to his advances?

Janice, however, had grown accustomed to Lancelot’s antics and didn’t deem them worth a reply.

“Perfect,” Lancelot exclaimed, his eyes gleaming as he pulled out his invitation. “This lets me bring a lady companion.”

He cast a challenging look at Aiden. “You wouldn’t let her miss the concert, would you? Surely, as a gentleman, you’d let her go in.”

Aiden’s expression darkened as he pulled out his phone and dialed Braylen. “I don’t care how you do it. Get me an invitation. Now.”

The sharp tone in Aiden’s voice left no doubt in Braylen’s mind—he was furious. Wasting no time, Braylen scrambled to pull every string he could to secure an invitation.

Luckily, the invitations weren’t tied to specific names. After some effort and expense, Braylen managed to get one for Aiden. “Mr. Green, here’s an invitation for you.”

Conveniently, a business partner was nearby, and upon receiving Braylen’s request, handed over his own invitation to Aiden without hesitation.

Aiden took the invitation and glanced at Lancelot. “We have an invitation now, so there’s no need for your help.” With that, he led Janice through the security.

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Lancelot watched them go, disappointment clouding his features briefly before his spirits lifted. After all, Janice was single; he hadn’t lost his chance yet.

“You didn’t need to go through all this trouble for an invitation,” Lancelot said with a sigh.

“It was no trouble at all,” Aiden responded.

Securing the invitation had been effortless for Aiden, a small price for the executive to curry favor with Green Group, promising far greater rewards than just attending a concert.

“I’m just here to perform and then leave. You can wait outside; it won’t take long,” Janice said.

“But I value every moment spent with you,” Aiden replied, stopping to look back at her intently.

Taken aback by his intensity, Janice said, “Let’s get going.”

Just then, Nolan finally responded to her earlier message. “RAIN, where are you? I’ll have someone pick you up. Sorry for the delay; I was caught up with arrangements.”

Janice, unbothered, smiled softly and texted back. “I’m inside already. What’s the order for my performance?”

Nolan quickly sent the schedule. Janice saw her name right in the middle, a spotlight moment seemingly prepared for her.

“I’ve reserved two front-row seats for you—seats 3 and 4. Head straight there.”

These seats, prime spots at the concert, underscored Nolan’s respect for them.

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