Chapter 267 Who Wouldn’t Want It?


    “Happy birthday, Kirk! Here is a bouquet of origami roses that your Kirklings made you!”


    With a smile, Marion said sincerely, “Wishing you a happy birthday.”


    She did not know it was Kirk’s birthday today.


    Kirk seemed genuinely surprised. “Thank you. Did you guys arrange all this?”


    “I''m just following orders. You should ask the director about that.”


    Kirk looked at her with stars in his eyes. “Thank you, Marion, for assisting the Kirkling with this surprise.”


    “Happy birthday!”


    “Thank you all! | love you forever!” Kirk shouted as he leaned against the piano, with one hand holding the bouquet and the other


    a microphone. “This song,” People in the Sea’, is for you.”


    Marion resumed her seat and, upon signal, started ying the apaniment. Five minutester, Marion descended from the


    stage,pleting her job for the night.


    With 300 thousand dors in the bank, she was content.


    However, scanning the audience and not spotting the person she most wanted to see was a bit of a downer.


    “How does it feel with 300 hundred thousand dors in the bank?”


    Marion dismantled her headpiece while saying, “I hope Kirk has another job like this for me!”


    Miley found it amusing. “A variety show offered you 500 thousand dors for three episodes, but you didn’t take it!”


    “Like you said, it was 500 hundred thousand dors for three episodes, and I’d have to record at least three weekends for the


    minimum three episodes.”


    There was no way she would take the job.


    It was too much hassle for too little pay!


    Miley thought about it and agreed,


    “I''m going to get changed.”


    After Marion changed out of her dress, the two sat in the reserved audience seats


    and watched Kirk’s performance, waiting for the concert to end.


    It was Marion’s first time attending Kirk’s concert, and on stage, Kirk sang and danced with great stamina. Marion could not help


    but admire Kirk’s physical fitness.


    As they sat watching the performance, time flew by. In just six or seven songs, half an hour passed. The remaining time was for


    Kirk to interact with the fans before the concert ended.


    It was already half past nine at night, and the exhausted Marion dozed off on Miley.


    Kirk nced at Marion below with a grin. “Number 19.”


    Marion, who had just fallen into a deep sleep, was jolted awake by the sound. ” What’s going on?”


    Miley pointed to the number on her chair. “Kirk is drawing numbers for gifts. Quite the coincidence, he picked you, Miss Cartier.”


    Marion rubbed her eyes and subconsciously looked back.


    As expected, her sleepy face was now disyed on the big screen, and she was mortified.


    On stage, Kirk suddenly realized something. “Oh, it’s Marion. To be able to sleep in a concert, you must be exhausted.”Property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    The staff led the blushing Marion up the stage. The spotlight immediately woke her up,


    up, but her mind was still not fully awake.


    “Feeling tired, Marion?” Kirk handed her the microphone.


    With a hint of embarrassment, Marion responded, “A little, but it’s not too bad. | just usually go to bed early.”


    “So you''re an early bird like the good girl you are.”


    Marion looked at Kirk. “Are you a bad boy then?”


    Kirk chuckled, andughter filled the audience.


    “I''m ate riser,” he admitted, refusing to acknowledge being a ‘bad boy’.


    Marion stood there, her face turning red. “Did | win a prize?”


    “It seems you''re looking forward to the prize.”


    “It''s free. Who wouldn’t want it?” She blurted out without much thought.


    However, as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized her mistake. “No, |


    ‘t mean that. What | meant is.”


    Seeing her flustered, Kirk stopped teasing and handed her the prize, “Thank you,


    Marion practically ran off the stage. She felt like she was about to be scolded by Kirk''s fans.