Came Back as an Heiress After My Ex-Fiancé Made Me Blind novel Chapter 81

It took several dozen seconds for Travis to recover from the shock, his eyes fixed on Victoria, his face full of disbelief, "Victoria, are you joking? You... you're SG? Don't tease me!"

Victoria raised an eyebrow, finding his reaction amusing, "Why would I tease you?"

Travis glanced at Mabel blankly, then turned his gaze back to Victoria.

Finally, he reached out and pinched the flesh on his arm.

Wow, it hurt!

It was not an illusion!

No wonder the genre of these three songs sounded like SG.

No wonder she could write two songs within 15 minutes.

No wonder, last time in the variety show, Victoria played "Muted Sunrise" exactly the same as SG."

It turned out that they were all clues to this.

That Victoria was SG!

Travis was excited and restless, walking around Victoria in circles.

Victoria was dizzy from his spinning, "Are you alright?"

Mabel grabbed him and said, "Calm down!"

Travis finally stopped. Suddenly, trembling, he reached out and touched Victoria's arm.

Victoria reflexively dodged, "What are you doing?"

Travis said, "Let me touch the legendary SG!"

Victoria was bemused.

Legendary?

She wasn't dead yet!

Travis, excitedly overwhelmed, said, "Victoria, do you know what SG means to musicians? It's a god-like existence! Let me touch your arm, just once!"

While Victoria remained speechless, Mabel suddenly reached out and touched her arm.

Victoria was caught off guard.

Mabel said, "I wanted to touch you too."

Victoria was bemused.

Travis, having gradually absorbed the earth-shattering news, smirked, "Victoria, you, a C-list celebrity, really hid it well. Well, please have SG write a song for me; I'll make a fortune."

Victoria, used to bantering with him, didn't act modest. She lifted her bright eyes playfully, "It's good that you know."

Travis suddenly leaned over and said, "Besides composing, you can also arrange the music for me."

Victoria smiled, "Sure, you dance a pole dance for me, and I'll arrange it for you for free."

Travis was astonished!

Can't we skip the pole dance?

Why was she so obsessed with pole dancing?

As the three of them were talking, Victoria's phone rang.

Caller ID, Jack Moore.

Victoria was surprised for a moment, then walked to the side to answer the phone, "Hello."

A man's low, hoarse, and magnetic voice came through the receiver, with a slight current, making one's ears tingle, "Aren't you done yet? When are you coming back?"

Victoria said, "Almost done, I will finish soon."

Jack said, "I'll come pick you up."

Victoria replied, "No need. I'll save you the trouble of making a trip."

The man let out a low laugh, his voice light and provocative, "What's the trouble with picking up my wife?"

Victoria's earlobes warmed, choked for words.

He continued, "It's late; I'll come to get you.".

Victoria glanced at the night outside the window, realizing that it was indeed late, subconsciously reminded, "Then drive safely at night."

The man joyfully chuckled, "Victoria finally realizes she cares about me."

Victoria hung up the phone with a snap.

Who cares about him? Seriously!