I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 42: Roses Blooming Amid the Ashes of Hell
The host’s sexy and enchanting voice spread through every corner of the banquet hall via the microphone.
"Congratulations to the newest product line, Manjushaka series endorser, Miss Quiana Sutton."
The crowd was in an uproar, and Quiana instinctively looked at Alexander Skylane standing not far away, slightly frowning.
She had agreed to be the endorser for the new series, but hadn’t expected him to announce it so flamboyantly...
Quiana Sutton is not an unfamiliar name, yet no one expected Alexander Skylane to choose her as the endorser.
Even if it’s a new series, as long as it’s connected to the name Alexander Skylane, it signifies a legend.
Evelyn Windsor couldn’t help but take another look at Quiana, feeling that she seemed somewhat familiar as if they’d met somewhere before.
All along, she had desired to be Winston’s endorser, but Winston’s endorsement requirements were exceptionally high.
There was once a time when media interviewed Alexander Skylane and asked what kind of person could be Winston’s endorser, and he only replied with one sentence—
Peerless!
Only the peerless can endorse Winston.
She came from a reputable family, possessed uncommon beauty, and had solid professional capabilities; she was confident when she approached Alexander Skylane to self-recommend.
Unexpectedly, Alexander simply told her, "You’re not suitable," and had someone escort her out.
This made her hold a long-term resentment against Skylane Estate.
However, Skylane Estate dominated the global gemstone and jewelry market, and Alexander Skylane was a myth in the design world; truly offending them would make it incredibly challenging for her to continue in the entertainment industry.
Thankfully, Alexander declined her, and never sought anyone else for Winston’s endorsement, which brought her a little comfort.
At this moment, she suddenly noticed Durrell Landon standing right beside Quiana Sutton.
Her gaze instantly darkened, and her jaw clenched fiercely.
The reporters present exchanged puzzled glances, and finally, someone couldn’t hold back and spoke:
"Master Skylane, may we ask you a question?"
Alexander had long anticipated someone would ask this question, his face held a gentle smile: "Sure."
"May I ask why you chose Miss Sutton as the endorser?"
This question echoed the doubts of everyone present.
"Do you know Manjushaka? It’s the rose that blooms in the ashes of hell, attracting souls to fall into hell. And she is such a person."
"Master Skylane means, Miss Sutton is the muse of your latest series inspiration?"
"You could say that; after I saw her save Joseph Grant in the live stream, I knew the endorser had to be her."
Beside Joseph Grant: "..."
He never imagined his performance in the variety show would be dragged into such an occasion.
At this moment, Iris Melrose had long forgotten the purpose of her visit today, consumed by unprecedented anger and jealousy.
The roar almost shattered the banquet ceiling:
"Why her?"
A rebuttal voice was suddenly heard, even tempered like Alexander’s face seemed covered with a layer of frost:
"Are you questioning me?"
Iris Melrose, overwhelmed by jealousy, started to speak indiscriminately:
"Master Skylane, you mentioned your latest theme is Manjushaka, the rose blooming in hell’s ashes, but Quiana Sutton has only acted in some idol dramas and sung a few love songs. I don’t think she can convey what everyone wants."
The crowd instinctively echoed these sentiments.
They all felt Quiana couldn’t provide the desired feeling; mainly, her screen image varied significantly from Alexander’s description.
At this moment, Quiana, who had not spoken, walked to the front left of the banquet hall, where a piano was placed.
The piano was entirely black with a unique name, Star of Darkness, meticulously borrowed by Alexander from international maestro Yancy Somerville, even inviting the maestro’s disciple Daniel Pond to entertain the banquet.
"May I?"
Daniel Pond intended to mention that his mentor advised against lending the piano, but under Quiana’s excessively chilly gaze, he inexplicably felt unsure and stood up instinctively.
Once he realized what he had done, he found Quiana already sitting at his original spot, momentarily flustered with regret.
After Quiana sat down and pressed a key, the previously noisy banquet hall abruptly quieted.
The crowd might question many things about Alexander but could never doubt his talent and genius.
Once Quiana sat down, the audience found she seemed like a transformed person.
She performed a piece, merging her very essence with the music, within the depths of hell, blossoming a flower of eternal desire and temptation, engulfing mortally.
The audience began to understand why Alexander chose Quiana to endorse the new series.
Not far off, Durrell Landon quietly watched Quiana Sutton play; her defiance was part of her, her allure was part of her, and he seemed never truly to have seen through her.
He noticed Joseph Grant watching her with delight, Alexander gazing softly at her, other men casting desirous looks upon her, and finally experienced a nerve of sanity snapping...
The audience in the live-stream also exploded in excitement.
Previously, because Evelyn Windsor confessed publicly and Durrell admitted he had someone else he liked, missing such a captivating moment made a particular media outlet exceptionally regretful, secretly setting up a live link even arranging a membership system requiring payment to view, using the joint photo of Evelyn Windsor and Durrell Landon as the lure.
The viewer count was originally low, but over time, it attracted quite a few spectators.
"Why does this piece seem familiar?"
"Is it a modified version of Axius Somerville’s famed piece?"
"Exactly, I’ve thought it was familiar, turns out it’s Axius Somerville’s famed piece adaptation."
"This piece was authorized to Axius by Leo, and doesn’t allow anyone else to play, let alone perform..."
"Is anyone recording? If so, hurry up and @Axius Somerville’s studio!"
Axius Somerville’s fan base showed incredible strength, in less than twenty minutes, there was a major explosion.
#QuianaSuttonUnauthorizedAdaptedLeo’sPiecePleaseApologize#
Yet more people were curious about where this was performed, quickly sharing a link.
They didn’t expect it required membership payment, though they griped furiously, they still dutifully paid up.
"Damn, what kind of event is this? I feel pure nobility emanates from every facet."
"I truly feel unworthy even to stand in this banquet hall."
