Chapter 56 Lloyd Would Have to Stay a Widower for the Rest of His Life
At the same time, when Carlton Gibson hurried to Sluvale's TV, he saw an anxious figure standing at the entrance of the TV station.
The person said immediately when he saw Carlton, "My master, you've come finally. Mr. Gibson has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Carlton looked inside and asked, "Where is Uncle Darryl?"
"He's being led on a tour by the TV station's executives. Let's go inside...Hey, he's come out."
Carlton looked in the direction that the other person was pointing, and saw Darryl Gibson coming out, surrounded by a group of executives of the TV station.
Carlton was flamboyant, but he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of his uncles.
He put on a sycophantic smile immediately and came forward to please, "Uncle Darryl."
Darryl Gibson looked at him with a stern face and sneered, "I thought I wouldn't be able to invite you."
"Uncle Darryl, don't say that. I came right away after I received William's call..." Carlton said, carefully holding his uncle's arm, and led him to the side before saying, "Uncle Darryl, please don't tell my dad I'm in Sluvale. He'll beat me if he knows."
Carlton was about to cry, "Uncle Darryl..."
Darryl said, "I have arranged a position for you in the company, but you work in fits and starts. You ran away halfway through the project meeting, and the whole activity department stopped working because of you alone!"
"Huh?" Carlton scratched his head. "Didn't I tell them to figure it out by themselves? I came out because of something important..."
"What important matter could you have?" Darryl said with a cold face.
Carlton said immediately, "Is aunt's matter important?"
Darryl paused and his dark eyes turned to look at him immediately, "What do you mean?"
Carlton quickly explained the matter.
But in the end, he added, "Actually, the girl can't be blame for this incident. I think she is a good person. She said she would avoid Lloyd after she knew he had a fiancée. It might be a misunderstanding."
The gloom on Darryl's face was so intense that it was almost overflowing.
Carlton was a little shocked.
His aunt had been missing for many years, but his family had never given up searching.
Lloyd and his aunt's marriage had occasionally been mentioned by the elders over the years.
His grandparents had already had the idea of breaking up the engagement if his aunt still could not be found when Lloyd was thirty years old so that they would not trouble Lloyd's family.
But his uncles disagreed.
His uncles were resolutely determined that even if his aunt could not be found for a lifetime, Lloyd would have to stay a widower for the rest of his life.
Now Lloyd was in an intimate relationship with another girl.
He was rubbing them up the wrong way!
Carlton regretted it just after he had said it. He really liked Ebony, and he was afraid that Darryl would harm her.
He explained quickly, "Actually, this has nothing to do with her, and I have an idea to solve this. Uncle Darryl, what do you think if I date Ebony Gibson? Then Lloyd won't..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he met Darryl's cold, freezing eyes.
Carlton got stuck and did not dare to talk anymore.
"Ebony Gibson?" At this moment, one of the executives of the TV station exclaimed suddenly, "Whitemarsh Media asked her to fill in for a dance partner? She'll be dancing in our show? And she's already getting ready for it? She's going to be in our show, with all the rumors?"
Before Carlton could react, Darryl strode past him toward the TV station's staff.
Carlton face-palmed, thinking that something bad was going to happen!
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The host was stammering over the introduction in front of the stage.
Ebony stood in the waiting area, looked at Alfredo, who was moving around, and asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?"
"I'm nervous," Alfredo was moving around as if he had fleas on his body.
Ebony glanced down the stage. There were three mentors, six seniors in singing and dancing, and the audience who occupied half of the studio.
"There are not so many people. Why are you nervous?"
Alfredo's eyes widened, "Not so many people? There are at least two hundred people!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the host shouted, "Let's welcome them."
Ebony was wearing a black crop top and a pair of hot pants of the same color with sequins on her lower body. She walked out with a natural face.
Alfredo was two steps behind her and hurried to catch up.
Once they were on the stage, the lights dimmed.
Alfredo's initially tense mood was relieved a little in the darkness.
The music played at this moment...
Dolores was sitting in the last row of the auditorium in the studio, and gaping at the pair singing and dancing on the stage.
Especially Ebony.
The audience screamed and screamed, pushing the mood of the show to its climax.
Kelly patted Dolores's arm frantically, "Do you see that, Dolores? Do you see that?"
Dolores's arm was hurt. She pulled it back and said, "I see it. I see it."
"Ebony is awesome!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Alfredo began to sing on the stage. His singing voice was average. He was singing the song live and dancing at the same time, and his breath was somewhat unsteady.
Dolores frowned, and was worried when she heard that the screams from the audience had subsided a lot.
At this moment, Ebony walked to Alfredo's side and put a hand on his shoulder.
Their moves changed from single moves to pair moves.
Alfredo's dancing skills were not good, but Ebony's dance moves were beautiful and neat.
There was another round of exclamations from the audience.
Dolores was really stunned this time.
Kelly was also stunned, "This... this part doesn't seem to have been arranged in advance. It's not in the video."
"No, it's not," Dolores muttered. She had seen the video too.
Kelly murmured, "If it's not in the video, it means that this part was... adapted off the cuff?"
Neither of them are professional dancers, but they made such a difficult adaptation of continuous moves in less than twenty minutes.
In this set of moves, Ebony's part accounted for eighty percent whereas Alfredo's part only accounted for twenty percent though.
However, the result looked superb!
As the audience's excitement mounted to a critical point, Dolores was angry but happy.
In the end, she scolded, "How much is Ebony Gibson hiding from me? Is this what she calls a little bit?"
Kelly said, "It's quite a bit!"
At the back door of the studio, Carlton looked fascinatedly at the hot and beautiful girl dancing and sweating on the stage, who was causing the audience to scream, and then he looked cautiously at the frowning man next to him, whose expression was cold and emotionless from the beginning to the present. He looked at them interchangeably.
It was only when the dance was over and the lights shone brightly under the stage that Carlton heard his uncle asking in a deep voice, "She's... Ebony Gibson?"