The VIP seats were in the middle of the concert hall, closest to the performance stage. Everyone knew they were reserved only for the elites. Naturally, most of them were young people; the older generation was rarely seen. Dreamscape wouldn't invite them, either.

The VIP seats were all large, single-person couches with unmatched comfort. Beside each couch was a small table with various fruits and drinks.

George was one of the earliest to arrive. He had nodded repeatedly to many people he knew, although not to the extent of standing up and greeting them. A polite nod was more than enough.

However, he had to stand for some people, such as Nala, who was just passing by him now.

"Lady Nala, I can't believe you actually came."

Nala, as always, wore her veil. Whenever people saw her, there was an urge to lift the veil, though none had the courage.

"Hmm."

With a slight nod, Nala continued onward with Yvonne by her side.

"Could you let me say a few words to Yvonne?"

Without breaking h