Chapter 291-300

Coolest Girl in Town Chapter 291

“Although the song has ended, the party goes on. Thanks everyone for showing up. Let’s meet again next time!” After saying that, Elise lifted her dress, made a simple bow to the crowd, and left the stage quickly. Then, she slipped into Mikayla’s lounge, changed, and took off her mask—everything was done in one swift move. She had just hidden the mask when the curtain at the door was suddenly lifted by someone. Next to the door, Addison stood there with a somber expression, and it turned into surprise when she caught sight of Elise. “Elise? What are you doing here?”

As she spoke, her eyes had already scanned through the entire room. That can’t be, she thought. I clearly saw H coming this way. Why isn’t she here? “I’m waiting for Mikayla here. She’s the host, isn’t she?” Elise answered without even flinching. Sensing something amiss with Elise, Addison asked suspiciously, “Was anyone else here?” Continuing with her pretense, Elise asked, “Does Mikayla count?” Disappointed, Addison thought, Looks like I really came looking in the wrong direction. “It’s alright. Wait for her, then. I’m going back now.” She was about to leave when she heard Mikayla trotting happily toward the lounge while calling Elise’s name excitedly, “Elise, Elise! You sang so well!” When the last word left her lips, she happened to run face-to-face into Addison.

It didn’t occur to Mikayla that there would be someone else besides Elise in the room, and thinking that she might have exposed her idol’s secret, she was momentarily stumped for words. Meanwhile, Elise desperately cast her looks, but to no avail. Addison was no fool, and she glanced from left to right. Finally, she fixed her eyes on Elise, confirming her as the target and pointed at her. “You are H?” While there were people who adored H in a loud and flashy manner, there were also those who liked her in a silent manner, and Addison belonged to the latter group. The lyrics written by H accompanied her though all the important stages of her life, and their existence were akin to a religion for her. Never did she mention this to anyone else, and she would just like to cherish this by herself.

The moment the woman in a mask started singing on stage, Addison already recognized the voice, and she was literally the first one who tried to rush to the backstage. However, the security guard took his job very seriously, so she had to go downstairs and up again in a detour to sneak in through the back door, all for the sake of meeting H once. Seizing the uncertainty in Addison’s voice, Elise decided to play it to her advantage by ‘admitting’ to it. Raising her chest, she said, “Yes, I’m the H who performed earlier.” As she had expected, Addison would doubt her when she answered with such confidence. Narrowing her eyes, Addison tried to make sure again, asking, “So, it wouldn’t be a problem if you sing one of H’s famous songs, ‘Zero’, to prove yourself, right?”

With a shrug, Elise opened her mouth with the music, but this time, she deliberately changed her tone. “The things on the weekend…” Sure enough, she had barely finished two sentences when Addison crossed her arms over her chest and gestured for her to stop. “Stop! That’s enough.” She waved her hand, lowering her head in disappointment. “You’re not her.” She’s merely someone who sounds closest to H so far, Addison thought. I was too impatient. Just like God, H is above everyone else and wouldn’t show herself easily to the commoners. Seeing this, Mikayla decided to follow up with Elise’s plan. Jumping behind Addison, she then clung onto her like a hook. “You’re amazing! You can recognize her voice so quickly! She really sounds like H, doesn’t she? I think so too, and that was why I begged her to come here and help me out.

So many people outside thought the same as you, thinking that H really came to Tissote University!” Awkwardly, Addison smiled, but she was secretly feeling helpless. Thanks to you, so many people just had a daydream! Then, she turned to Elise and saw that she still had a nonchalant look on her face, as though everything that happened to her were like fists hitting cotton and had no effect on her at all. I should really learn to be as composed as her! Nearby, Alexander watched all of Elise’s expressions carefully, and he almost crushed the cell phone he was holding in his hand. This was the same way Elise got away with things in front of him. Exactly how many identities and secrets are this woman—the only one who caught my heart—hiding from me?