"But I'll probably be rehearsing often in the future, which will disturb you all, it's not very good..."
Did he think she would compromise with that? Naive!
Evan Saint snorted, "Butler, prepare a rehearsal hall for Madam."
"No need, really no need, just let me go out and rent a place!"
Missing this chance, who knows how long until the next one, Sparkle wasn't that foolish.
With a more somber look, Evan checked the time, impatiently reminding, "Sparkle, my patience is limited."
"Alright, I'll leave immediately!" Sparkle grabbed her suitcase and ran, surprisingly fast.
"Sir..." The butler watched Evan's darkened face carefully, he had never seen him this angry.
"Go prepare the rehearsal hall."
"Yes." The butler dared not ask, hurried away.
Sean Saint looked at his dad's somber face, asked softly, "Dad, she's already moved out, why still prepare a rehearsal hall for her?"
"She'll come back."
Once she's back, how could he allow Sparkle to come and go as she pleased?
