Chapter: 571

Norah smiled mischievously and said, "It's been a while since I last visited. When did Rosy Secret turn into a bunch of tough guys? I overheard someone planning to attack a girl."

Back when Coyle spewed insults, Norah had guided Alice backstage, eager to give the Dream members an unexpected cheer. She planned to reward them generously after the show, but upon arriving, Coyle's harsh words and Emerson's laid-back attitude irked her to no end.

Norah pushed Alice's wheelchair forward, her face stern. Bryson and Joanna were right behind her.

“Mr. Moran, long time no see. How have you been?" Norah's voice was gentle, yet her words carried a hint of sarcasm that everyone noticed.

"I get it know. I should have a dog that obeys me well, or I could get bitten in the future." Norah's eyes sparkled, and her smile was delicate, radiating a sense of purity.

Emerson caught on immediately upon seeing Norah. "Starbeam, so the Dream is your new band? It's surprising that after leaving Rosy Secret, your music tastes have shifted so drastically. Aren't you worried your support for such a lousy band like the Dream might damage your image?"

Coyle, about to snap back at Norah's cutting remarks, froze when Emerson mentioned Starbeam. Starbeam used to be the songwriter for Rosy Secret. Norah was actually Starbeam?

Coyle recalled the gossip about Starbeam leaving Rosy Secret by choice. Had she joined the Dream? Was she aiming to elevate the Dream to compete with Rosy Secret?

"Starbeam, we treated you so kindly back when you were in Rosy Secret. You turned your back on all we offered and left. How ungrateful!" Coyle accused.

Coyle scolded, pointing at Norah, “When Mr. Moran told everyone you left the band, I felt sorry for you. Now it seems he kicked you out of the Rosy Secret because you're such a bitch!"

Members of the Dream were furious by Coyle's rudeness and Emerson's arrogance. The name "Starbeam" stunned them for a while. When they connected the dots and realized Norah was the famous songwriter “Starbeam", they were excited. No wonder every tune Norah penned was top-notch. Turned out she was the renowned songwriter!

Feeling blessed with the support from Norah, the members of the Dream felt they smell a hit, cheered by their promising future.

At the sight of Coyle pointing manically at Norah, Alice sighed since he was heading straight for trouble. Norah despised it when people pointed fingers at her.

As expected, Norah's face grew serious. She let go of Alice's wheelchair and marched toward Coyle, one determined step at a time.

"I can't stand it when people point fingers at me. It makes me want to chop them all off."

“Ah!" In the blink of an eye, Coyle’s scream of pain echoed backstage, giving everyone who heard it goose bumps.

Norah tightly gripped Coyle's fingers and twisted them almost to the back of his hand, causing onlookers to shake with fear. With Coyle's screams added to the mix, it was truly a frightening sight.

Joanna was eager to teach Coyle a lesson, saying, “If I were not hurt, I would kick him hard myself. He deserves it!

Bryson gently stroked Joanna's head and asked, "Hey, calm down. What do you want to eat for dinner tonight?"

Joanna was speechless. Did he even hear what she said just now?

Norah forcefully shook off Coyle's hand, her voice cold as ice.

"Since you know I am Starbeam, you ought to treat me with respect.

The nerve of you hurling insults at me without bothering to know the truth! I wonder if you've always hidden your true self so well, or if this is just who you've always been, and I never noticed."

Coyle held on his hand, crying out in agony from the intense pain shooting through his fingers.