Chapter 155

Jack smiled as he took the pen and effortlessly signed his name with a smooth, confident stroke. Then, he turned and walked into the concert venue. Leila, who had asked for the autograph, clutched the signed card like a priceless treasure, her face flushed with excitement. She had expected Soul to be talented, but even his signature looked incredible. Watching Jack's retreating figure, she felt her heart race, completely captivated by his presence. Meanwhile, the other fans in the crowd, who still had no idea what was going on, grew angry. "Who is he? Why does he get to go in when we can't?" "Yeah! We should all be treated equally!" "If they don't let us in, we'll riot!" "Let us through! We just want to see Soul!" Leila, still holding her signed card proudly, folded her arms and smirked. "He can go in because he belongs there. You guys? You don't." Someone in the crowd scoffed. "And just who is he supposed to be?" She grinned. "Oh? You still don't