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Chapter 1021 - 753: Lanci, the Master of Saving the Show_3

The Governor was now waiting for the Grey Princess to graciously and movingly tell him her answer.

Even though everyone knew what the answer would be, they couldn’t help but hold their breath during this tender, thrilling moment.

The Grey Princess was still hesitating.

"But..."

She felt so flustered being this close to Lanci that her mind was a complete mess. She could hardly remember what she was supposed to say here, the only instinct was that she was very hungry. She had not even had dinner before following Lanci into the Mafia’s territory.

Wait, if she followed the script, the Cinderella’s next line should be...!

Talia suddenly remembered the following scene.

"May I finish my dinner first?"

She replied.

The room fell silent.

"?"

Lanci was dumbfounded, standing there looking at her.

You can’t reject me here, sister!!

Rejecting the invitation to eat dinner was supposed to be in the final scene. At this point, their relationship wasn’t that familiar yet, and this was her once-in-a-lifetime chance to change her Destiny. She couldn’t be thinking about food now!

Lanci internally screamed.

And with Talia leading the way like this.

What was his next line?

He couldn’t remember either!

"Then, how about I join you for dinner, and after that, we dance together?"

Sweat beaded on Lanci’s forehead as he blurted out the words.

He was trying his best to steer the scene back on track.

"Alright, then I’ll have to ask Mr. Governor to wait for me."

Talia realized she had misspoken and nodded.

Her palms gently pressed against the Governor’s chest, pushing him away.

Then she slid to the side, looking down at the desserts on the banquet table, avoiding letting him see her flushed cheeks.

Lanci, convinced he had managed to save the scene, slowly relaxed.

"..."

The rest of the actors remained outwardly calm.

They wondered if they had missed a part of the play...

Did Miss Abigail change the script without informing me?

Regardless, they wouldn’t speak until it was their turn.

So the Governor and everyone else at the banquet watched Talia.

Talia picked up a piece of dark chocolate and brought it to her lips, her hands beginning to tremble.

She diverted her gaze, finding the confection harder to swallow than ever.

She was being stared at by thousands.

Everyone was watching her, Talia, eat.

She couldn’t manage to swallow anything!

"..."

Especially Lanci’s expression of trying not to burst into laughter made it obvious he found the situation amusing.

Seriously, Lanci, are you trying to have a heart-thumping moment now?

Her blood pressure started to rise again.

But Lanci was betting that she couldn’t do anything to him on stage, so he took the opportunity to start.

"Are you not hungry today, miss?"

Lanci asked Talia with concern.

"..."

Talia looked at him and tried to squeeze out a smile without any anger.

She wanted to ask Lanci, can you really eat with so many eyes on you?

And Lanci had just pulled off another daily task.

Do you really dare to play in any situation?

The two of them were at a standoff on stage.

The audience began to murmur slightly, wondering why the play had come to a halt.

"Master, it’s your move, you can’t freeze the story here."

Lanci gradually realized Talia’s stubbornness and internally urged her.

This would create confusion among the audience if it continued.

"YOU’RE the one who directed the conversation this way. Let’s set aside the fact that I’ve forgotten my lines. Haven’t you thought about how the scene you’re rounding out is going to develop?"

Talia communicated her thoughts to him, standing her ground.

"Master, can we debrief at home later? For now, pretend it’s Card Making and just play along with me."

"You’re laughing at me, you want me to play along, and you’re still laughing, still laughing!"

The two were acting on stage, internally clashing fiercely.

"What’s going on?"

"Why have they stopped?"

"Have both of them forgotten their lines?"

Time ticked away, the whispers from the audience grew louder and were about to swell into a clamor. It wasn’t long before they might start heckling.

Lanci felt this couldn’t go on any longer.

He took Talia’s hand and with the other hand gently cradled her chin, guiding the dessert into her mouth.

"Miss, my patience is limited, it’s time to dance. This is your last warning."

Lanci, in the Governor’s deep voice, looked into Talia’s eyes and said.

"!!"

Talia’s eyes widened as she chewed the chocolate in her left cheek, stunned that Lanci would feed her so directly!

"Oh!"

A cheer erupted from the audience.

This wasn’t in the original book, but the scene didn’t feel out of place!

...

Nistrello City.

Chimneys in the distance puffed smoke, signaling dinner being prepared at some mansion.

Huebelle watched the screen, her brow furrowing slightly, mindlessly popping seeds into her mouth.

"What’s the matter, Xiu Bao?"

Sinola turned and asked.

The play was supposed to be a cheerful comedy, yet Xiu Bao looked distressed.

"It’s nothing."

Huebelle realized she wasn’t maintaining the right expression and quickly smiled and shook her head.

The play was quite good, honestly speaking.

But perhaps she was overthinking; she felt a sense of déjà vu.

The Governor’s demeanor and grace reminded her a little of Lanchi when he was Rocky McCarthy, and Cinderella’s manners and movements were exactly like Tata.

The performance was just like watching Lanchi and Tata fall in love.

Huebelle felt a bitter twinge in her nose and a dull ache in her chest; her thoughts began to wander uncontrollably.

But Talia was always aloof, and at home, she was quite clear about her distance from Lanchi. It’s impossible for her to secretly indulge in Lanchi behind the scenes, as the play suggested...

"Xiu Bao, have you finally become defensive?"

Antanas nudged Huebelle with her elbow.

Of course, she also saw it—the actors were too reminiscent of Lanchi and Talia.

"What are you talking about."

Huebelle looked at Antanas and vehemently denied it with her expression,

"I trust Tata, I trust her completely!"