Help! the four Alpha's are obsessed with me.-Chapter 215 A trip to the past X

The stage brightened, and the audience began to pour in. Talk about Daniel Lancaster was now on various websites and pages, all praising the voice of the new winner who had emerged from the infamous Young Talent Show.

A day hadn’t even passed yet, and people had already begun requesting his presence. And being the money mongers they were, Talia Wayne quickly scheduled another performance with her team members, not caring at all about the well-being of their performer himself.

A cello melody began to rise from the stage, played by Xylander himself, who was also a star of the show and another performer requested to be there. By then, the stage was packed, and not a single space remained anywhere. Even the entire tickets had been sold out despite them using the biggest podium for it, and so they all waited for the one who would raise them up to heaven.

Five minutes later, when everywhere had fallen silent, a soft violin started—more like a static sound at first—before it continued and increased in volume, revealing the handsome young teenager. Xylander, with his brunet hair and hazel eyes, was playing the violin viciously while looking at the velvet curtain that separated the main stage from the inner changing room.

He was hoping to see Daniel and talk with him. He was even worried on his behalf because not long ago they had just finished the final stage of the competition, and Daniel was meant to rest. But seeing him doing this again was painful to him.

Xylander couldn’t have joined because his mother had forbidden it, saying that he needed rest. But to use it as an excuse to meet with Daniel, he had made a promise, saying that if she agreed to let him be on a performance with Daniel, he wouldn’t ever request to see him again.

And that was why he was on the stage.

No one had requested to see him on stage.

They only wanted Daniel and no one else, but to use his influence, they made it seem like public opinion wanted him there too.

Now Daniel’s appearance was what he was waiting for, and finally, the curtain rose up. A young boy dressed in a robe of royalty stepped out and walked effortlessly toward the center of the performance ground. The first thing he noticed was the increase of the crowd, and from there he saw Xylander at the corner, playing his violin like some special being from another planet.

Daniel looked away and took a breath.

Facing the crowd, he began harmonizing a rhythm while his brain flashed through everything that had happened. The horrible treatment. The life awaiting him. The life contract that made him a slave just to please his family.

He was just a tool for them to become rich, while he got the untold consequences that none of them apparently cared about. Like he wouldn’t allow innocent lives to get ruined anymore. In such an establishment like this, it deserved to be closed down permanently.

But he knew that to do that, he wouldn’t talk now.

He would just wait until after his last piece of song was delivered.

Then he would drop his shattering news—something he was damn sure would shake every foundation of the Music Palace.

Daniel started the song.

This time, he decided to go with something more heartbreaking. More emotional. More heart-wrenching. He needed all of that.

And finally, he did.

Going so deep into the performance that he became carried away, not knowing when he hit a final hard note that made the whole theater quiet as a graveyard.

And just before they could all clap for him—

He did the unspeakable.

"Everyone, this is who your so-called managers are!!"

Daniel wasn’t smiling as he turned and faced Xylander, who was confused. Completely clueless about what Daniel was talking about.

But Mr. and Mrs. Wolfe looked more baffled—like they could at that very moment piss on their bodies.

They couldn’t believe he would say such a thing.

Even having him on a leash wasn’t doing anything anymore, and now their whole legacy was about to be washed down.

"Wifey, don’t worry. He doesn’t have any evidence. He is just a small boy. After this, we would handle him."

While Mr. Wolfe said that, he secretly gave instructions for Daniel Lancaster to be disposed of from the back.

And Daniel, unaware of the plot, looked at the curious gazes on him and the mumbling that was beginning to rise at the brink.

"Okay, I know you all must probably be saying, what proof does he have? But I will show you one."

And immediately, the projector at the side of the table turned on, and images began showing across the curtain.

The first one was Mrs. Talia Wayne, revealing that she had truly murdered someone to take the person’s work—and it was a very promising artist.

The moment that came up, everywhere turned hot.

Talia stood up instantly, trying to explain that it was all a lie, that all those were false accusations.

But no one listened to her at that moment.

They were too intrigued by what Daniel was saying, wondering if this would finally be Mrs. Talia’s downfall.

"She did that? How shameless of her!" a woman with her husband sneered.

"Her audacity to organize such a show when she is such an evil person is outrageous. Like, can you imagine?"

The side comments continued, more and more pouring from different sides until they began saying it directly at her face, not in any way scared of her.

Mr. Wolfe slammed his hands on the table to calm the raging crowd.

Then another one dropped again.

It was him this time.

Kissing a young boy who couldn’t have been more than ten years old.

And that was when real war began.

Mrs. Talia herself was dumbfounded.

She hadn’t been expecting that.

Daniel saw the horrified look on their faces. They hadn’t expected him to have such evidence.

Like why wouldn’t he?

Okay, maybe he probably wouldn’t have—but he had begged one of the inside props designers.

Pleaded profusely for the man to help him show it to the public, and promised that he wouldn’t reveal his name.

The man didn’t agree at first because this would mean losing his high-paying job.

But he couldn’t handle it anymore.

He was pained by the mass of innocent children who had lost themselves because of sexual assault from Mr. Wolfe—someone who was supposed to protect them, yet instead was using them to satisfy his dark impulses.

That had pushed him to help Daniel.

And finally, he had pushed the video to the public.

With that last video, parents were enraged.

Mad at them.

Livid.

And then they began pushing.

Even thugs were called.

In that moment, when the protest truly began, people were beaten, attacked, and shoved violently.

The entire place fell into chaos.

Xylander, who was badly shaken, kept vibrating all over his body. His father and mother were predators. Evil doers. He couldn’t fathom why they had done all of it.

And to couple it all, his father was also a pedophile who liked children—

And gay.

Oh, he was disgusted at that point.

And this was all done by Daniel.

He had brought down his whole happiness.

Rushing forward, he walked quickly, wanting to have a talk with Daniel.

But before he could reach him, he was suddenly dragged by a huge bulky man in a mask.

The man pushed him violently from the stage.

Daniel fell from the high stairs down to the floor, landing on the back of his head with an alarming crack, blood pooling beneath him almost instantly.

Xylander screamed loudly.

He looked around wildly, but the man had vanished mysteriously.

While Daniel was still bleeding seriously around his head.