Chapter - 6063

Charlie was at a loss for words in that moment.

It was rare for him to be so uncertain about what to do, but that was exactly his situation now.

Tawanna wanted to suggest that she would only allow him to kiss her through the mask, and if he agreed, she would let him kiss her.

The problem was that the sisters would never actually kiss. Who could stand that?

Even more importantly, this was happening on stage!

Such a thing shouldn't be happening in public. How many people were there? One hundred could be considered a crowd!

There were tens of thousands of people!

And after tonight, there would probably be millions more watching online videos of the event. Even if Charlie had strong mental fortitude, this would still be quite overwhelming.

But Tawanna didn't care.

She really didn't care at all.

It didn’t matter to her that tens of thousands were watching; what was the big deal?

When you perform with a partner, aren’t millions of people paying attention? As long as you fall in love with someone, you'll surely make global entertainment headlines. It’s no wonder she had gotten used to it long ago.

Besides, how often do you get the chance to hug and kiss someone like Charlie? Of course she had to seize the moment.

So she whispered, "The song is over."

Tawanna knew the song had finished, but she held Charlie tightly, unwilling to let go, as if she feared he would vanish into thin air.

Charlie reluctantly leaned in and whispered a warning: "If you keep this up, I won’t be able to perform in the next three shows!"

In surprise, Tawanna replied, "Then you can't cheat in those three performances!"

With that, she quickly let go of Charlie and wiped her tears away. Then she turned to find Stefanie so they could leave.

The audience, stunned just moments before, suddenly saw Tawanna turn around, grab Stefanie’s hand, and bow to them. No one could respond for a moment.

Tawanna realized her previous performance had been a bit abrupt, so she offered an excuse: "I’m sorry, the song was just so captivating. I’m truly honored to sing it with Stefanie. Thank you, everyone! Thank you, Stefanie! Thank you, Eastcliff!"

The astonished audience quickly understood that Tawanna had merely been engrossed in her role, and they couldn’t help but admire her again. The queen truly was a queen, displaying more emotion in her singing than most.

Thunderous applause erupted, sending the entire concert atmosphere to its peak.

Charlie finally relaxed. Although he had come on stage with Stefanie as part of the performance, now that it was over, he needed to exit like a dancer should, without the star.

Stefanie, having wrapped up her role as the concert's guest performer, picked up the microphone and smiled, saying, "Thank you for having me. It’s a true honor to perform alongside her. On behalf of Eastcliff, I sincerely welcome her and hope she comes to China more often to perform in the future. I hope everyone enjoys this night to the fullest! Thank you, I'm Stefanie, goodbye!"

Deafening applause and cheers erupted once more from the audience.

For those who paid to see Tawanna's performance, it was indeed a rare audiovisual feast. The fans of Stefanie were naturally thrilled, and even those who didn’t originally favor her now held a fondness for her after tonight’s performance.

Stefanie then hugged Tawanna again.

In a soft voice, Tawanna said in her ear, "I’m sorry, Stefanie. I just couldn’t hold back…"

Stefanie smiled and replied, "Why are you apologizing to me? I’m not Charlie’s wife."

With a gentle pat on Tawanna’s back, she added, "You need to perform well. I’ll head down now!"

Tawanna felt moved and nodded reluctantly.

Stefanie then stepped to the front of the stage, bowed to the audience once more, and waved. "Thank you again for your support, and goodbye!"

With that, the elevator activated, and Stefanie disappeared from the stage.

At this point, Tawanna had regrouped her mentality. As the prelude of the next song began, she fully immersed herself back into her performance.

Meanwhile, after leaving the stage, Charlie went straight to his dressing room.

He removed all his makeup, and as he changed clothes, he looked at himself in the mirror, feeling more than a little helpless.

He thought to himself that had he known this would happen after the show, he would have never agreed to dance with them. Was he really so shameless that he spread his identity every time he wanted? Did he have to do this?

Just as he was lost in thought, there was a knock on the door.

Charlie called for the person to come in and saw Stefanie enter with a smile.

"Charlie!"

She approached him and said sweetly, "Looks like tonight you’re quite lucky in love!"

Charlie, feeling exasperated, replied, "What kind of luck is this? I’m embarrassed."

Stefanie walked closer, looked at him intently, and smiled, "A beautiful superstar chose to throw her arms around you on stage and even kissed you. Isn’t that a stroke of luck?"

Charlie shook his head firmly: "No, definitely not! I don’t feel that way about her. She’s at best a half partner, half friend! I wanted to disappear from the stage when she did that. What kind of luck is that?"

Stefanie feigned shyness, playfully saying, "So, you really don’t consider that love luck? Your standards for such luck are impossibly high!"

Then, she suddenly approached Charlie and asked, "So tell me, does this count as love luck?"

He looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

With a teasing smile, she said, "This!"

Before Charlie could react, she tiptoed and pressed her delicate, rosy lips against his.

Caught off guard, he had no time to respond.

As their lips met, feeling the warmth and sweetness of her kiss, his mind went blank, an exhilarating rush washing over him.

His heart raced, and Stefanie showed no sign of pulling away. She closed her eyes and kissed him with care and longing.

Charlie couldn’t help but think: "Charlie, Charlie, you're a master! The Lord of the Warriors Den could never affect you, yet here you are, overwhelmed by two women in a row? You... you’re willingly plunging into chaos!"