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This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr Chapter 386
But his delight was short-lived. When he saw the bandage on Sonia’s head, he realized why Rebecca told him not to get mad when he saw Sonia. That must be why. He clenched his fists and stared down to hide the murder brewing in his eyes. Luckily, he made sure to do that subtly so no audience noticed it, or he’d make the next day’s headlines. After he made a pose at the end of the runway, he walked back up the runway.
Rebecca leaned closer to Sonia. “He was upset when he saw your wound, miss. Yes, he tried to hide it, but it didn’t escape me.”
Sonia sighed. “It’s fine. We’ll just tell him the truth.” She knew Carl would be unhappy about it, so she was already prepared.
Carl went to the waiting room after the show.
His manager handed him a bottle of water. “Have some water, Carl.”
Carl ignored him. After he came in, he shoved all the makeup items on the table away and they fell onto the ground, attracting everyone’s gazes.
“What happened, Carl?” a model asked.
Carl ignored the model. He was staring down, trying to control his desire for murder. Who hurt her? If I know who did this, I will kill them. His face was contorted with rage.
His manager quickly stood in front of him in case someone took his pictures. It will be troublesome if he makes the headlines. “What happened, Carl? Why are you so mad?” the manager tilted his head, whispering.
Carl took a deep breath and contained his rage. “Nothing,” he answered calmly.
“That didn’t look like nothing to me. You didn’t even bother to hide your true self. Obviously—”
Before he could finish, a crew member announced, “Alright, models.” He clapped his hands. “It’s time for the closing ceremony. Get in line and be ready for it.”
The manager had no choice but to swallow his words and told Carl, “Let’s finish this, Carl. And remember to stay calm. Do not let anyone take any photos of your true self, or we’ll get thrown through the wringer tomorrow.”
Carl’s eyes glinted. “I know.” He massaged his temples to fully calm down and went onto the stage.
Back in the audience, Rebecca held her phone up to photograph Carl during the closing ceremony, while Sonia waited beside her in silence.
The ceremony ended in a while, and the model went offstage while the audience gave them a standing ovation.
Rebecca propped Sonia up.
After they clapped, Rebecca asked, “Are we going to see Carl, miss?”
Sonia nodded. “Of course. Let’s go.”
Rebecca returned Sonia’s phone to her and helped her backstage, but they didn’t go further once they were there. They wanted to wait for Carl, and luckily for them, his manager came out shortly after.
The manager knew Sonia, for he had seen her before, so he greeted, “Hi, Miss Reed. Here to see Carl’s show?”
“Yes. He invited me.” Sonia smiled.
The manager thought something was off with Sonia, but he couldn’t put a finger on it. “Are you here to see Carl?”
“Yes. Can you call him for me?” Sonia asked.
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