Chapter 242 ZK
Dickson didn’t waste a second. The moment the security gate closed behind them, he straightened his shirt and walked toward Kelly with a grin stretched across his face like he’d already won the lottery.
"Kelly," he said smoothly, planting himself just a step in front of her, "I just wanna say, I’ve been listening to your tracks for a minute now. Your voice? Fire. Like, I’m talking goosebumps-every-time kind of fire. That last drop? Insane. You’ve got that star energy, real talk."
Kelly tilted her head slightly, a polite smile forming on her lips—though something about it looked... off. Like her face wasn’t sure if it should keep the smile or let it go. Her lips curled upward, but her eyes weren’t really behind it. Still, Dickson, completely oblivious to that fact, pressed on like he was on a mission from the gods of charm.
"And I gotta say," he continued, leaning in a bit, "you look even better in real life. That skin? Girl, it’s like gold-dipped chocolate. And that outfit—damn. It should be illegal to look that fine in public."
Kelly blinked once. Her smile twitched. She looked like she wanted to say something, but instead, her eyes drifted behind Dickson.
Liam.
He was just catching up, walking over casually, his presence immediately shifting the atmosphere. And that’s when it happened—her face lit up like the moon breaking through dark clouds.
"Hey, Liam," she said warmly, her voice lifting with genuine joy.
Dickson froze.
He actually put a hand over his mouth, as if to physically stop whatever curse was about to escape his lips. The betrayal hit him like a gut punch. He looked between Liam and Kelly, still hoping it was a coincidence. Still hoping he misunderstood. But the look in her eyes told him everything.
She wasn’t just smiling. She was beaming. And not at him.