Daniel’s smile vanished as he pointed directly at Liana on the stage, lowering his voice as he spoke to the club manager standing nearby, “Where the hell did you find this i***t?”
The manager’s face turned pale as beads of cold sweat dripped down his forehead. If he had known this singer would be so disrespectful, he wouldn’t have invited her!
“Miss Feymere, what do you say?” Liana pressed. “Given your close relationship with Mr. Blackclaw, you wouldn’t mind playing a tune for his birthday, would you? Or… sorry, do you not know how to play the piano?”
Liana covered her mouth in a dainty gesture, managing to convey a mix of sympathy and surprise. But her eyes couldn’t hide the overflowing joy and excitement, along with a triumphant smirk.
Daniel cursed under his breath, “Zarel
