  &quot;Mr. Cowell."
      As I heard so, my brain was in a buzz!
      The next second, I saw Patrick walking into the private box slowly from outside.
      He was dressed in a set of stiff suits of a matte gray color. And his hair seemed shorter than it had been a few years ago.
      His facial features remained the same. However, his skin seemed to be slightly darker.
      Originally, I thought that I was strong enough. As soon as I saw him, I felt that my heart seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible hand.
      Something was going to spew out of my heart!
      Calvin stood up first and introduced me to Patrick specifically, "Hello, Mr. Cowell. Let me introduce her to you. This is the master designer of the private club, Janetta Nolan." 
      It was clear that before the dinner, Patrick had met others except me.
      I quickly stood up and said to Patrick, "Hello, Mr. Co

  Patrick had practiced martial arts before.
      After the boy kicked him, he didn't move. Instead, he kept staring at me.
      I didn't know what had happened at all.
      I continued to say to Patrick, "Be careful!"
      Patrick focused his attention on the boy. And the boy was punching him.
      He caught the boy's fist. With a backhand grasp, he directly restrained the boy with ease!
      "Ah! Let go of me!" The boy was no match for him.
      "Apologize to her."
      Staring at the boy with a determined look in his eyes, Patrick showed no sign of compromise.
      The boy didn't think that he had done anything wrong at all. Instead, he shouted, "Do you know who I am? Let me tell you, the hotel in front of you is operated by my father!"
      "Oh, I see."
      Patrick looked up at the hotel in front of him.
      The boy's girlfriend was anxious. She came up and intended to 

  "How much longer do I plan to keep avoiding the past?"
      I stared at Ryan.
      Hearing his question, I questioned myself as well.
      "Yes. Can I keep avoiding the past for the rest of my life?"
      Seeing that I didn't speak, Ryan continued, "Admittedly, City Y is a city with the most profound cultural implication and the best potential among all the cities across the country. No matter how successful your career in other cities is, it is just a petty success that won't serve the world. Only by pursuing your career in City Y will more people know you." He paused, saying, "Of course, if you want to stay in my studio in Town S for the rest of my life, I won't force you either."
      Although he said so verbally, the look on his face indicated that he couldn't be more disappointed in me.
      I knew that Ryan, who was my mentor, hoped that I could be better.
      Back then, 

&quot;Mr. Cowell."
      As I heard so, my brain was in a buzz!
      The next second, I saw Patrick walking into the private box slowly from outside.
      He was dressed in a set of stiff suits of a matte gray color. And his hair seemed shorter than it had been a few years ago.
      His facial features remained the same. However, his skin seemed to be slightly darker.
      Originally, I thought that I was strong enough. As soon as I saw him, I felt that my heart seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible hand.
      Something was going to spew out of my heart!
      Calvin stood up first and introduced me to Patrick specifically, "Hello, Mr. Cowell. Let me introduce her to you. This is the master designer of the private club, Janetta Nolan." 
      It was clear that before the dinner, Patrick had met others except me.
      I quickly stood up and said to Patrick, "Hello, Mr. Cowell."
      Patrick stared at me with his cold eyes for a second before he quickly looked a

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