Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 89

Andrew looked directly at his big brother. He looked at him with the eyes of a man and smiled. "It might be possible."

Agnes immediately nodded happily.

After the first song ended, as Lorelei and the fans interacted, Moira's piano began to spin down. Moira politely bowed in the direction of the fans, thanked them, and then disappeared from the stage.

Moira, who had just gotten off the elevator, was immediately brought a bunch of flowers from Bertram who knows where to get and give them to her. Then, before she could react, he reached out and hugged her. Moira was shocked, then she smiled and said " thanks ".

"Great." Bertram really couldn't bear to let go of her.

Coincidentally, the staff member with a goal was recording the scene.

Next, Moira needed to change into a set of hot red evening clothes. This was a slightly sexy set, and a player like her really didn't need to care too much. As long as she didn't be erotic too much, she could control it.

This red evening dress had a V-neck collar on the chest, and a thin ribbon tied around the back. Therefore, Moira's waist and chest were exposed, giving her a bit of elegance. In order to complement Lorelei's hot and unrestrained melody, Moira didn't care about this.

Her hair was coiled up into a sexy, messy style, with long, curly hair and bangs on the sides of her forehead that went all the way down to her chest. Even her eyebrows were raised in a charming and flirtatious manner.

Bertram had never been so interested in a girl before. However, this girl seemed to appear in front of him perfectly. Although he only knew her for a day, he still fell in love with her at first sight.

"Moira, everything is ready. There are about ten more minutes before you can continue onstage." The staff member stepped forward to warn her.

"Alright! I'm ready." At this moment, Moira was stepping on a pair of exquisite crystal shoes with high heels, causing her soaring entire demeanor immediately by quite a bit. She was as noble and graceful as a princess.

On the stage, Lorelei's singing had stopped, and the fans below were crazily taking pictures and cheering for her. However, Sage, who was sitting in the fourth row, didn't seem to be listening to any of the songs.

The little fellow beside him immediately tugged at his sleeve. Sage quickly lowered his head, curious to hear what he had to say.

"Daddy, is my mommy beautiful tonight?" the little guy excitedly asked.

He didn't want to panic in front of his son. He smiled and said, "Very beautiful."

"Then have you fallen in love with her?" The little guy immediately asked again.

Sage didn't reply. He only smiled as he gently caressed little guy's head before coldly sweeping his gaze in the direction of Morgan. Morgan wasn't watching at the stands, but was staring at a spot in front of him as though he was recalling something.

Sage seemed to have guessed this point. Morgan and Moira had grown up together, so Morgan had seen this girl's young appearance before. If it wasn't for this woman giving herself to him for the first time, he would have suspected that Morgan and Moira had done the most intimate things in the past.

However, even if they had not done the most intimate of things, such as holding hands and kissing, these couples would definitely have done quite a few things!

Sage bit his lips. How could be any hint of appreciation in her eyes? He wished he could immediately take off his suit and put it on this woman.

He even wanted to give her a good warning after she left the stage. She definitely could not wear such revealing clothes when she ascended the stage in the future.

However, in the eyes of others, Moira's outfit wasn't for show. It was an artistic sense of beauty that even Agnes found it's beautiful. She thought that in the future, when she became a celebrity, she would also wear an endless amount of beautiful clothes!

Everyone was looking at her with an artistic gaze, but Sage was looking at her with a complicated look in his eyes. However, he didn't expect that this girl would be so conservative with her clothes on, so her skin would actually glow. He knew that she didn't need to rub any makeup on her body.

Moreover, on the big screen, even the photographer wanted to give her a few more lens, especially the spring light that was faintly discernible on her chest. This girl had a perfect figure.

Sage really wanted to give the photographer a punch. Why did these bastards keep filming this woman's chest when they weren't even properly filmed Lorelei?

Of course, these thoughts could only be repeated in his heart. His face, on the other hand, only showed them in a gloomy manner.

He hoped that this would be the last piece of this woman's song. This way, she wouldn't need to dress like this to please Morgan. At the same time, she would also let all the men in the hall admire her body.

If Moira knew what he was thinking, she would only give a cold snort. She dressed like this and didn't try to please anyone. She only liked herself.