Chapter 31

Lemira caught Alaric's gaze, her eyebrows knitting together. At that moment, her phone buzzed with a call from Lucian. "Lemmy, you're at the venue, right?"

A bad feeling settled in the pit of Lemira's stomach. She wanted to deny it, but the squeals of fans around her spoke volumes.

"Lemmy, Caspian and I got caught up with some urgent business at the office, so we can't make it to the game. Today's match is a big deal for Alaric, and you should join the team in our stead. Whatever beef you've had with Alaric before, it's time to set differences aside, right? When push comes to shove, we've got to stick together."

Hearing Lucian's words drowned out the fan's cheers for Lemira.

Her silence was deafening. She abruptly ended the call, not wanting to say a word. She came to enjoy the farce, not to participate.

On stage, Alaric waited for Lemira to leave her seat and head backstage, growing impatient by the minute.

He said with a stern face, "What's Lemira playing at? Do I really need to go down there and ask her myself?"