Chapter 110
The screams were so loud they nearly blew the roof off.
“Holy crap! Bluebell the legend is a woman? And she’s this gorgeous?”
“My god! Is she even real? Is she a goddess or something?”
“Bluebell, you’re killing me!”
“I’m falling for her!”
“Is this really Bluebell, the author of Daybreak? I can’t believe it! She’s totally a superstar!”
‘She’s so pretty I could cry!”
The fans were going absolutely crazy.
The five Mitchell brothers were sitting right in the front row, and no joke, every single one of them looked like they’d been hit by a truck.
Ryan’s book slipped from his hands and hit the floor with a loud thud. His eyes were huge, his jaw dropped so wide yo could fit an egg in there. He looked like he’d just been struck by lightning, completely petrified.
‘N–Natalie?” Ryan stammered, his voice rough and shaky.
His throat was so dry, it felt like he’d just scraped it with sandpaper.
Jason took off his mask in shock, rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again, just to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. Or he was sure, the mask slipped right out of his hand and hit the floor.
‘Am I… Am I seeing things?” Jason muttered, still in disbelief.
Blake’s normally cold face was now full of shock, his pupils trembling as if an earthquake had hit
“This…” Blake managed, still stunned.
Ethan pushed up his glasses, his hands shaking so much his glasses almost slipped oft his nose
Andrew had been lounging back in his chair, but now he sat bolt upright, his pupils shrinking in swivels armrests so hard his knuckles turned white.
Timposible Andrew thought his und spinning
Bluebell is ar Cually our sister! Andrew was completely stutined
Just a little while ago they d been at home agung aloud bow old why belle and whose his
Maybe Bluebell was some forty some thing dele
Bin the truth
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yan gasped, still in shock.
Ryan was so shocked he nearly toppled out of his chair, shaking all over.
Ethan had seen it all. No matter how fierce the opponent or how messy the case, he always kept his cool in court.
But right now, realizing the author he admired was actually his own sister? The shock hit him just as hard as facing an opponent in court he had absolutely no comeback for.
On stage, Natalie squinted
She stood at the long
Her striking eyes
The host wa
He’d
the thunderous screams.
composed, not shy in the slightest.
wd, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
stunned.
of fancy intro lines, like “mysterious genius author” or “literary prodigy who spent five years this point-
hat now.
and there. She didn’t need to say a thing. The whole place was already losing it.
d hard, trying to regain his voice.
ease, calm down! Please, calm down!” he called out.
him any mind.
aming didn’t stop.
bell, look at me!”
luebell, I’d have your babies!”
She’s so gorgeous and talented, how are we supposed to liver
Natalie raised her hand and gently motioned for silence.
The gesture was casual, but it carried on undeniable charisma that commanded the coom
The whole place w
The he
glanced at the crowd of fans, their faces red with excitement, and spoke with a casual calm.
ank you all,” she said.
Those four simple words were enough to stir up the crowd all over again.
now!
umbers. Each person can only get one book signed, and please keep the lin
arted guiding them that the first wave of fans finally snapped out of it and lined up for the sig table, looking cool as a cucumber as she picked up her signing pen.
took the book, opened it to the title page, and signed her name, Bluebell.
She glanced up at the guy, her lips curving into a faint sinile.
“N–no problem! Keep up the amazing work! I’ll support you forever he stannered, his voice trensbling with excitement.
nearly tripping over himself in his rush
Natalie signed each book with calm, unhurried movements, occasionally looking up to reply to a fan, always com
Her signature was clean and direct, just “Bluebell“, the strokes bold and sharp, perfectly reflecting her own strong a
decisive character.
The five Mitchell brothers sat in the front row, watching the scene unfold, their feelings all tangled up inside.
Ryan rested his chin in his hand, his eyes sparkling.
“My sister is so cool…” he said, alma
Jason nodded.
“She really is badass
Ryan was so pu now?”
e, he couldn’t stop doing a little happy dance. “Seriously, is this real? Am I dreamn
And
n off his face, his eyes locked on Natalie, totally starstruck and full of admiration.
hat after being away from home all these years, Natalie would end up achieving so much?
uldn’t help but feel genuinely humbled. Natalie had achieved so much, he honestly felt inferior
ing another book, a voice suddenly burst out, stammering with excitement and disbelief. “Holy crap you… you… you’re actually my idol?!”
ed up and met Evan Hale’s gaze.
ocking a simple black T–shirt and jeans, his sharp buzz cut as striking as ever.
asual devil–may–care look on his face was gone. Now he just looked totally stunned, like he couldn’t believe what he
ing.
Natalie raised an eyebrow, surprised that Evan was a fan too. She was starting to realize just how many fans she actually
She gave a quick nod, signed the book with practiced ease, and handed it back to him. “Don’t bog the line. If you want to talk, save it for later,” she said.
Evan nodded frantically. “Okay, okay!”
He looked at Natalie, b
Next up was
he reluctantly moved aside.
angs and a neat ear–length bob, dressed in a plain white dress
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