Chapter: 190

Norah and Joanna, done with their spree at the Splendor Building, had Aaron arrange for the gowns to be dispatched home. They then decided to unwind at Glamour Club.

By the time they arrived, the clock had ticked past eight, and a band named Rosy Secret was taking the stage.

Joanna, growing weary of Rosy Secret's consistent presence, complained, "Can't Glamour Club find some other bands? It's always Rosy Secret, so annoying!"

"Rosy Secret is popular for a reason. Glamour Club didn't do anything wrong," Norah replied, sipping her juice.

Choosing to drive herself today, Norah abstained from alcohol. In contrast, Joanna, a fan of alcohol, was already indulging.

“Norah, is that really you?" A voice filled with surprise reached Norah's ears. Norah looked up to see Zeke, guitar in tow.

Zeke, cleaned up and polished with his guitar, bore no resemblance to the disheveled man she first encountered.

“Joining the fun at Glamour Club too?" Norah smiled, gesturing toward the seat across from her. “Grab a seat."

Zeke, with a shy grin, settled in after placing his guitar beside him. "I came here on a whim."

“What do you mean?"

"I want to see if I could run into you." Zeke chuckled. "Since we parted ways last time, I reconnected with my old bandmates. We're all back together now. I wanted to get your input on our next move."

Norah hadn't anticipated running into Zeke today. She furrowed her brow, glancing at Rosy Secret on stage, deep in thought.

Joanna, sizing up Zeke, widened her eyes.

Zeke, around thirty and looking sharp, appeared handsome but somewhat awkward in the presence of the two captivating women.

Sensing Joanna's scrutiny, Zeke quickly looked down. “Norah, if you want to meet the other band members, I can call them over."

"Norah, what do you think? Should we have them come over for a look? You had made decisions based on Zeke's words alone without considering the rest of the band!" Joanna remarked casually, "Do you think they can outshine Rosy Secret?"

Zeke raised his head confidently. "I believe we can!"

"You believe, but what about the rest of your band? A band isn't a one-person show, right, Norah?"

"Zeke, get in touch with your bandmate. Tonight, you'll have the chance to play at Glamour Club," Norah announced with a spark of excitement in her eyes. “Joanna's right. I would like to see how your band performs."

Zeke, caught off guard, felt a wave of anxiety. “What if we don't live up to your expectations? Are you going back on your word?"

Norah gave him a cool look. “My word is my bond. You've proven yourself. If any of your bandmates don't cut it, find a replacement."

Zeke felt nervous. Even though he believed in his band, he wasn't sure if Norah would be pleased. He hoped none of the crew would bail on the band.

Norah, noticing his concern, reassured him, "Don't worry. I'm not that strict." After all, Rosy Secret started from scratch, with her playing a crucial part in their current state.

Zeke, heart racing, managed to muster, "Okay."