Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 1950 - 555: Falling off the horse live, breaking down!_2

"Give this to me?" Viola Thompson was stunned.

"Yes." The host smiled, "The highest biology award in Sinian Country belongs to none but you."

Upon hearing this, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

After the applause died down, the host spoke again, "Now, I would like to invite Mr. Terrence to present the award to Mr. Tnate Singleton."

Once again.

The air fell silent.

No one spoke.

Everyone was curious about who the rumored Mr. Terrence was.

The host continued: "Apologies everyone, due to Mr. Terrence’s special identity, we need to temporarily turn off the big screen in the venue."

All seating in the audience was two to three hundred meters away from the stage.

Everyone relied on the big screen to see the faces of the award winners and presenters.

This meant.

Apart from Tnate Singleton himself, no one could see Mr. Terrence’s face clearly.

Realizing this, everyone was slightly disappointed.

But it didn’t matter.

Being able to see Mr. Terrence’s figure clearly was also wonderful.

Everyone held their breath and looked towards the entrance.

One second, two seconds.

Viola Thompson was also somewhat expectant.

Who really was this rumored Mr. Terrence?

At that moment.

The door at the entrance was opened, and a figure slowly walked in.

Tall and graceful.

Though his face was obscured by the backlight, his aura while walking clearly indicated he was no ordinary person.

Viola Thompson raised her eyebrows slightly.

Why did she feel like this rumored Mr. Terrence looked familiar?

When Terrence Lentz saw Viola Thompson on stage, he was also taken aback.

This...

Isn’t this his girlfriend?

Could it be he’s seeing things because he’s too lovesick?

But the closer he walked, the more Terrence Lentz felt something was off.

He wasn’t mistaken.

The person standing in front was Viola Thompson.

The generally aloof man smiled with his eyes and quickened his pace.

Little did he expect, the rumored Tnate Singleton was his own girlfriend.

Luckily.

It was fortunate that this time, he didn’t make an enemy of Tnate Singleton while under the identity of Terrence.

He finally didn’t have to suffer kneeling on a washboard anymore.

Terrence Lentz breathed a sigh of relief, took the medal and walked up to Viola Thompson, extending his hand with a formal tone, "Mr. Tnate Singleton, nice to meet you, I’m Terrence."

Viola Thompson slightly raised her eyebrows, "Nice to meet you for the first time, please give me your guidance."

At that moment.

Both of them were deeply moved.

Viola Thompson never expected that the rumored disabled good-for-nothing was Mr. Terrence.

Moreover.

He was also the founder of the Marginine Organization.

If those who usually looked down on Terrence Lentz knew that he could shake Sinian Country just by using one of his identities, what would their reaction be?

Terrence Lentz continued, "Mr. Tnate Singleton, congratulations."

He bowed slightly and put on the medal for Viola Thompson with both hands.

If only he had known Tnate Singleton was his girlfriend, he would have had the gold medal made heavier.

In troubled times, gold is valued; in prosperous times, jade is cherished.

Why let outsiders benefit from what should stay within?

After putting on the medal, the two embraced gently.

It was supposed to be a mere formality, yet the audience could tell there was something more.

"Did Mr. Terrence already know the Boss from before?"

"If these two didn’t have something going on, I’d eat my hat right here!"

"Why do I feel like I’m watching a romance drama?"

"These two must know each other in real life."

"When Boss meets Boss!"

"..."

After the award ceremony, Viola Thompson and Terrence Lentz left the venue together through the VIP passage.

Viola Thompson looked at him, "The old acquaintance you mentioned, is that Tnate Singleton?"

"Uh-huh." Terrence Lentz nodded slightly.

Viola Thompson’s beautiful eyes squinted slightly, "But someone said Tnate Singleton is a man."

"And told me not to overthink it."

Somehow, upon hearing these words, Terrence Lentz’s knees started to ache.

The scene of him kneeling on durians subconsciously surfaced in his mind.

What a memorable experience!

Terrence Lentz swallowed, "Leader, let me explain."

"Go on." Viola Thompson said calmly.

The usually composed Mr. Terrence was nervously drafting his words for the first time, carefully choosing his phrases, then said, "Leader, it’s like this, I hadn’t met you before and didn’t know you were Tnate Singleton. Plus, given Tnate’s efficient and decisive style, I subconsciously thought you— you were a man..."

Who would have thought that Tnate Singleton was actually their own Boss.

How fantastical!

Terrence Lentz was even slightly unable to react. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Viola Thompson continued to inquire, "So if Tnate weren’t me today, were you going to embrace another girl?"

"No, no, no," Terrence Lentz immediately shook his head, making his position clear, "If Tnate wasn’t you, I wouldn’t touch even a finger! I swear to the heavens!"

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