But you are everything to me

I beg you not to leave

The singer in a white dress sang and waved to the audience. The screams echoed in the theater, and her posture was like a real princess.

"That's great." Loran Hill couldn't help but admire. She certainly wouldn't be so bold, as she was a rather shy and quiet person.

"Miss, this is the White Songstress, Flores, who has become very famous in the continent in recent years."

Chelsea whispered about the singer's origins. Although she was beautiful, she was born in a slum and experienced many setbacks on her way to fame. She was also attacked by many people, but she persevered. These experiences resonated with the general public and accumulated more fans for her.

Songs followed one after another, and finally fireworks rose on the stage, announcing the end of this grand performance.

After the performance, Loran Hill finally arrived at the end of his journey, the headquarters of the Carites Chamber of Commerce.

The iron gate was opened, and the lights in the mansion were brightly lit. Branch presidents and managers from various places stood on both sides of the courtyard, welcoming the new owner of the Chamber of Commerce.

When Loran Hill stepped down from the carriage, a golden carpet had already been laid out, extending all the way to the front of the mansion. As she stepped onto the soft carpet, the consuls placed their left hands on her shoulders and bowed their heads in greeting.

A long dining table was set up in the mansion's hall, and all kinds of delicious dishes were prepared. Nearly a hundred maids in black and white dresses stood on both sides of the table, in unison, quietly waiting with their heads down. The hall was filled with candlelight, and the golden and magnificent lights filled the entire world.