Chapter 224 He Comes Back

But when it came to Myst’s legendary art and insane achievements, Kyla was a total fangirl.

It was only natural for people to look up to the strong and the talented.

“These two leads are amazing! Send me everything I need to see it myself!”

Kyla was thrilled.

If she could catch Tilda messing up, it would be huge.

Myst had fans all over the world. That kind of power could completely crush Tilda, especially in an international competition, with the whole world watching and pride on the line.

If Tilda got caught in a plagiarism scandal, her future would be finished.

Meanwhile, Tilda had no idea Kyla was plotting. She dragged herself back to her apartment, completely drained.

She sighed. “So this is what being famous feels like? Not worth it.”

Next time she went to campus, she’d need makeup or some disguise. If not, she’d be stuck signing autographs and taking selfies all day. What a nightmare.

Just then, her phone buzzed. It was Una.

“Tilda, you’re famous now! My friends and family keep asking for your number and autograph.”

Tilda replied helplessly, “This isn’t the life I want.”

Una comforted her, “Don’t stress. It’s just temporary. Ignore it, and people will get bored soon.”

That was how the internet worked. At first, everyone went crazy. If she let it slide, didn’t try to turn her fame into something more, and just kept going as usual, people would eventually move on. They’d chase after the next rising star and leave her behind. Online fame barely lasted a second.

After chatting with Una a bit, Tilda got a message from Jude.

“I’ll land in Slosa at 7:00 p.m. tomorrow.”

Jude’s flight was set for 9:00 p.m. since his private jet was in for maintenance. He wasn’t about to take off until every detail was cleared. If something failed that high in the air, it’d be a straight shot to death. But Jude couldn’t wait to see Tilda, so he ditched the jet and booked a normal flight instead. That way, he’d arrive sooner.

Tilda texted back, “Cool, I’ll send my address when you land. Come over for dinner. Bring your friends too, haha.”

Jude smiled when he read that, but he was annoyed deep down. She invited him, yet Alfie and Maurice were going to tag along like freeloaders. Hmph!

The next day, at 7:00 p.m., at the airport.

Alfie and Maurice came to meet Jude. Even in the VIP lounge, even if people couldn’t recognize them, the two men in casual clothes gave off an invisible pressure. Tall, striking, and commanding attention effortlessly, they were impossible to ignore.

People hanging around in that lounge were all rich, so everyone soon recognized them as the heirs of the Woodward Group and Rowse Group.

Unlike Maurice, Alfie was lugging a heavy-looking bag.

“Wait, is that Alfie and Maurice? I saw them once at a party.”

“Their aura is unreal. Hard to believe they’re only in their 20s. They feel more powerful than CEOs in their 50s.”

“And they’re so tall and good-looking. Do they have to be perfect? I kinda want to introduce my daughter.”

“Forget it. Guys like them have seen every type of woman. They won’t look at someone from an average family.”

“Still, maybe if I get brave enough to say hi, I could make a business connection. Imagine working with the Woodwards or the Rowses.”

“By the way, are they that close? Who are they waiting for?”

As people whispered, Alfie spotted someone familiar.

His eyes lit up, and he dashed forward, waving like a little kid.

“Jude! Over here!”

Jude?

Everyone turned their heads.

A man in a tailored suit walked in—tall, over six feet, one hand in his pocket. His face was razor-sharp and flawless, carrying a cold, distant aura.

His deep eyes were like endless voids, capable of stealing anyone’s soul. His brows drew together slightly, lips pressed in a thin line, radiating an innate nobility etched into his very bones.

With one glance, people knew he didn’t belong to the same world as them. He was like a god on a pedestal—someone they could only admire from afar and revere.

Everyone held their breath.

The lounge went so quiet that anyone could hear a pin drop.

As Jude walked over, Alfie finally set down his heavy bag.