After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire

Chapter 1006 Performance

Chapter 1006 Performance

Besse told Susan about Salem's recitation. And Susan was utterly excited.

The next morning, before Oscar arrived, she called several times in a hurry. Besse thought that

someone with Susan's personality would never feel lonely no matter what.

In addition to Oscar, Manuel came to pick them up at the villa.

The four of them sat in a luxurious stretch car and headed for Salem's school together.

"Why isn't Salem on the car?" Susan asked.

"He has to go prepare at school first," Oscar explained.

"Oh." Susan nodded and suddenly thought of something. "Oscar, is this your first time attending an

event at Salem's school?"

Oscar admitted. He had been busy before. Maybe he was making himself too busy. So he didn't have

time to attend events at Salem's school.

Occasionally Max would attend for him or Salem's grandparents would come over here for him instead.

"By the way, are Miguel and Michelle coming over?" Susan asked.

Usually, they wouldn't miss any of Salem's activities.

"Um." Oscar nodded and glanced at Besse, who had been sitting silently. Then he continued to answer,

"Someone has gone to pick them up and they will go directly from the airport to Salem's school."

"That's good. I thought you forgot." Susan said with a nod.

Susan wasn't in the mood for chatting more with Oscar either but instead naturally talked with Besse

about some irrelevant topics but neither felt bored while being together just like old friends do.

Manuel looked at Besse and Susan then turned his head back towards his cousin. Oscar felt Manuel's

gaze on him. The two stared at each other for a second without exchanging any information between

them.

Manuel let out a sigh softly as it was already quite clear that Besse had Hannah's characteristics, even

though they hadn't figured out all the details yet; however, it was almost certain what happened now

anyway.

A convoy arrived at Salem's kindergarten, where they entered through another specially designed

passageway on arrival there; only the principal knew that Commander was Salem's father.

"Commander."

Oscar slightly nodded his head in response.

"Everything has been arranged properly, this way, please."

"Thank you."

"My pleasure."

The group, led by the principal, walked through a special passage and into the school auditorium. They

sat in a few seats that were separated from others in different areas. The seats were slightly off-centre

but did not affect their view of the stage.

After settling them down, the principal left. Soon after, many parents arrived one after another and filled

up the large auditorium.

"Why hasn't it started yet?" Susan felt uncomfortable sitting still.

"Be patient." Manuel reminded her.

"What time does it start?" Susan glanced at him before continuing to ask.

"At ten o'clock in the morning," Oscar replied.

Susan checked her watch and saw that there were still twenty minutes left.

"Have Miguel and Michelle arrived yet?" Bored, Susan asked again.

"They're here and sitting over there." Oscar pointed to where they were seated. He had seen them

earlier on already.

"Why aren't they sitting with us?"

"Their seats are better over there," Oscar answered back

"I want to sit over there too."

"Susan, can you please settle down for a while?" Manuel was getting frustrated with her behaviour

now.

"Do you dislike me now, Manuel?" Susan glared at him accusingly

"... I just hope you can be quiet for a bit. I feel like your energy is too high; it's easy for something

dangerous to happen."

"Men always say one thing but do another!" Susan was angry now.

"I'm just worried that talking too much will tire you out since you're carrying our baby. You're pregnant."

Manuel patiently tried to calm her down again.

Susan and Manuel bickered back and forth while Besse smiled lightly at their exchange. She felt like

their relationship wasn't normal unless they argued. Somehow arguing made them closer together

emotionally than when they didn't argue as much or even at all sometimes.

Inside the auditorium, an attractive female voice came through.

"Hello, parents! Our Love Bean Annual Arts Festival will begin in five minutes! Please remain seated

quietly as good examples for your little ones, don't walk around randomly! Thank you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, what had been a previously noisy hall became silent instantly. There

was no more talking or walking around from any parent present.

Even Susan was unusually quiet this time around.

Five minutes later, exciting music began playing live on stage. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Four hosts consisting of two teachers and two students all dressed up elegantly in fancy dresses and

they stepped onto centre stage amid thunderous applause.

"Oh my gosh... isn't that Salem?!" Susan couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

"You need to keep your voice down." Said Manuel.

Susan knew she was being a bit uncivilized, so she quickly lowered her voice. Besse and Oscar were

also surprised when they saw Salem.

"Do you know that Salem is hosting today?" Susan asked.

"I don't know," Oscar replied in a low voice.

He didn't know anything about what Salem was doing because the school teachers didn't recognize

him and couldn't send him any information about Salem's situation. He couldn't help but look at Besse.

Looking at Besse's hopeful eyes, looking up on stage, he had not kept his promise to take good care of

Salem.

"Respected leaders, guests, colleagues, parents and dear children, good morning!" The passionate

voice instantly stirred the audience in the auditorium with continuous applause.

Female teacher: Today is a day when childhood dreams fly high with colourful imagination.

Male teacher: Today is an ocean of art...

Little girl: Today is filled with happy notes...

Salem: Today we will use our magical paintbrushes to express a beautiful future!

"Wow!" Susan exclaimed excitedly from her seat. "Salem's hosting skills are amazing."

Although not as exaggerated as Susan's reaction, Besse couldn't help feeling proud inside like it was

her child receiving recognition and praise. Besse wished she could officially adopt Salem as her

godson.

After the opening speech ended, the stage began its artistic performance program.

"What number program is Salem performing?" Susan asked eagerly.

"The last one."

"What?!" Susan exclaimed excitedly before calming down immediately after realizing how great he

must be to perform last on stage.

She then watched other children's performances happily while occasionally commenting on them here

and there.