"Mr. Cowell."

As I heard so, my brain was in a buzz!

The next second, I saw Patrick walking into the private box slowly from outside.

He was dressed in a set of stiff suits of a matte gray color. And his hair seemed shorter than it had been a few years ago.

His facial features remained the same. However, his skin seemed to be slightly darker.

Originally, I thought that I was strong enough. As soon as I saw him, I felt that my heart seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible hand.

Something was going to spew out of my heart!

Calvin stood up first and...