She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 60: The Top Idol Is A Playboy

Chapter 60: The Top Idol is a Playboy

Cheyenne finally remembered who he was.

Wasn't he that man who had hit on her on the street last time? At that time, she thought he was just some brainless rich second generation. She never imagined that he would be a top idol now. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

How could someone like him become an idol?

Well, maybe his face was just good-looking.

Jerome walked up with an electric guitar and bowed ninety degrees to his fans. Then he raised his guitar and shouted loudly, "Thank you all for coming to my small concert. I also thank the Foley Group for inviting me."

"Next, please enjoy my perfect performance, showtime," Jerome announced under the spotlight.

His hands were beautiful, slender with distinct knuckles. With a snap of his fingers, a sound echoed through the crowd.

The entire room fell silent.

"I've been really into this song lately called 'He's Like A God,' so I made some small changes as an homage to the original artist. Hope you all like it," Jerome said before he began to sing and play his guitar.

Cheyenne's face immediately turned sour. Her hands clenched tightly in anger at what he had done without permission. Who was he to change someone else's work?

Jerome's voice was clear and magnetic with a low tone that resembled moonlit pine trees - serene and beautiful.

"Angels lose their wings; we pass each other countless times at the end of hell..." The lyrics of "He's Like A God" told the story of me being in love with an angel while stuck in dirty hell - hopeless love that would never be reciprocated until one day when the angel finally came down from heaven just for me despite breaking her own wings to stay by my side for only one moment.

This song had dark undertones that perfectly captured the protagonist's deep feelings of inferiority and unrequited love.

The song was quite popular, and had won numerous international awards.

Jerome had actually adapted the lyrics himself, as he didn't like the kind of love that was so humble it was like dust on the ground.

So after "me" was released from hell, I became a demon seeking revenge in the human world.

The ending changed from sadness to me living freely in society.

The adapted song even deviated from the basic story. How could Cheyenne not be angry?

But the fans below were still immersed in Jerome's handsome looks and great singing voice, their eyes shining.

As the song ended, its melody lingered in the air.

Jerome raised his hand to interact with everyone and inadvertently caught sight of a figure among the crowd.

His eyes lit up - wasn't this little beauty that his agent had been searching for?

After searching for so long, his agent found no trace of her. Yet he saw her here. It turned out that she was his fans.

Jerome was filled with joy. For once he felt happy about singing songs.

He cleared his throat lightly and intentionally glanced towards Cheyenne not far away as he said, "Next up, I'll find a fan to sing along with me. I wonder who it will be? I'll just close my eyes and randomly point!"

The female fans below were all excited at the thought of being able to sing with a top idol. "God bless, can this good fortune come to me?" Kate closed her eyes and prayed with her hands together.

"Bored out of my mind!" Cheyenne had just turned around to leave when someone grabbed her sleeve.

She looked up and met a pair of enlarged handsome features: silver hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and a high nose bridge. His lips were not too thick or thin, but glossy red with light lipstick that didn't make him seem effeminate.

He was like a vampire boy from a comic book - devilishly handsome.

"Miss," Jerome announced amidst the envious gazes of his fans. "You are the lucky audience member today."

"I'm so jealous!" A female fan said while sizing up Cheyenne's appearance in the dim lighting. If Cheyenne was ugly, she would feel better. But Cheyenne's allure was undeniable even in the dimness.

Her skin shone white as if illuminated from within; those bright eyes were like precious gems that sparkled even more brilliantly than any other on earth.

Unfortunately, the emotions in her eyes were too cold and indifferent. Cheyenne squinted her beautiful eyes and refused Jerome's invitation amidst the envy and jealousy of the crowd.

"I came here to watch you sing, not to perform myself."

"And I must say, your performance was terrible. I don't want to collaborate with you."

"I really like Lola's 'He is Like a God.' Please spare it!"

Cheyenne's voice was not loud, but every word passed through the microphone clearly for everyone present to hear.

She... she actually dissed Jerome for singing poorly and ruining a classic.

The female fans stared at Cheyenne as if they had seen a ghost.

"She must be a lesbian for sure. Otherwise why would she dare to criticize such an adorable Jerome?"

"Exactly! Look at her, she talks as if she can sing better than him."

"If you don't like it, then just leave. And besides, Jerome said he made some appropriate modifications."

For a moment, Cheyenne became the target of criticism after rejecting Jerome's offer.

Even Kate, her good friend, sided with Jerome.

"Cheyenne, dear... don't take it too seriously. There are many people in this industry who do covers."

"But he shouldn't have changed the main plot of the story. Jerome didn't understand how difficult it was to have a secret crush, so he thought it was natural for the female lead to forget about it."

However, it was not like that at all in real life. Letting it go was not her intention to compose that song.

Jerome did not expect that this beauty would reject his invitation and diss his adaptation.

A look of extreme embarrassment appeared on his handsome face, "Aren't you my fan?"

Cheyenne laughed and immediately rolled her eyes.

"Who said I'm your fan?"

His face became even more serious, his blue eyes staring at Cheyenne's stunningly beautiful face.

"I just came to shop and join in the fun. I didn't expect you to adapt my goddess' song, so I couldn't help but say something."

"Do you like it too?"

Jerome smiled slightly, and his admiration for Lola was evident in his eyes when he mentioned her.

He spoke up in Cheyenne's gaze, "I don't know what it feels like to have a secret crush."

"Adapting it is just because the story is too sad. If you think I offended the original work, I'm sorry."

Jerome lowered his head and apologized to her.

All fans present had red eyes as they glared at Cheyenne as if she had done something unforgivable.