Diana was experiencing a throbbing headache when suddenly she noticed a staff member approaching with a large bouquet of flowers.
As soon as the staff member saw Diana, they immediately handed the flowers to her.
"Z... I mean, Ms. Thompson, this was pre-arranged by a devoted fan who wanted to send it to you before the competition!"
A devoted fan?
Who could be so impatient?
John stared at the large bouquet of flowers and furrowed his brows slightly.
His cool, phoenix-like eyes swept over and landed on Frank.
"I swear! I didn't send them!" Frank quickly waved his hands, turning pale like a greenish hue, almost matching his hair.
He had thought about sending them, but luckily didn't get the chance.
Diana was also puzzled. "Pre-arranged? Who could it be?"
Surely, no one knew her true
