Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 1093 - 1089: Ready
As the concert progressed into the latter part, the guest performers stood on stage, continuing their performance, while Beatrice Hargrave returned backstage to change into her final outfit.
It was a pure white tulle dress adorned with handmade flowers on the bodice, with a train that resembled a wedding gown.
Having changed, Beatrice sat at the makeup mirror, two stylists busily arranging her hair, lifting her long tresses into a high bun adorned with a diamond tiara like a crown.
Although an assistant was bustling around her, Nicholas Croft preferred to personally attend to certain things. Earlier, when Beatrice was singing on stage, he had already prepared the warm water and now brought it over, having ensured it was just right.
The man in a black tuxedo approached the resting bench, handing the thermos cup to Beatrice.
"Drink some water to moisten your throat."
"Thank you," Beatrice received the cup, smiling at Nicholas Croft, her newly touched-up lips glistening seductively, her hair elegantly up, crowned with diamonds, resembling a bride-to-be.
While Beatrice drank, Nicholas stood by her side, his lips slightly curled, his gaze upon her face gentle and tender.
Upon hearing the guest singers nearing the end of their performance, Beatrice exhaled, placed the cup on the makeup table, and stood up. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
With Nicholas, her Guardian Angel, accompanying her, the assistant subtly stepped aside, watching him clasp Beatrice’s hand as they moved towards the stage entrance, holding a microphone behind them.
While waiting to return to the stage, Nicholas stood before Beatrice, gently massaging her shoulders, their gaze meeting, eyes soft and tender.
"Are you tired?" Nicholas asked, his voice as tender as his gaze.
Beatrice shook her head with a smile, "Not tired, just a bit excited." Ever since childhood, she dreamed of standing on stage like a star, singing for many, and today, that dream was finally realized, her heart brimming with irrepressible joy.
Without a word, Nicholas continued to massage Beatrice’s shoulders. As the music from the stage ended, he lowered his handsome face, gently kissing her forehead, "Go on."
"Hmm!" Beatrice nodded confidently, taking the microphone from the assistant and standing on the lift.
This was the last song of Beatrice’s first concert, with lyrics and composition done by Alexander Zimmerman, a soothing love song perfectly suited to her clear, transparent voice.
After Beatrice stepped onto the stage, Nicholas turned, "Are you ready?"
"Ready." At some point, Assistant Tang appeared behind him, holding a large bouquet of vibrant roses, glistening with dew.
Nicholas accepted the roses and instructed the assistant, "Help me adjust my bow tie."
Assistant Tang reached over to straighten the already neat bow tie, then smoothed the collar, lapels, and even tidied the trouser legs from top to bottom. After the touch-up, Nicholas strode determinedly towards the stage side door.
Onstage, as Beatrice finished her final lyric, countless fireworks erupted overhead. At that moment, the man waiting in the wings took a deep breath, striding onto the stage.
In a formal black tuxedo, accented with a red bow tie, his short hair slicked back neatly, he clasped a large bouquet of vibrant roses, staring at the stunned girl in the center of the stage, his handsome face solemn.
