“I’m going to the show myself.” Noah lifted his head, his expression full of pride and icy detachment.

The Newton family wasn’t unfamiliar with this look but seeing it in real life was different—it was the same look he had when playing the untouchable Emperor in dramas.

Sylvia’s eyes immediately welled up. “Noah~”

Mrs. Newton couldn’t believe her son would defy her again. “Noah, what are you thinking? You’re still like this, and you want to go on a variety show?”

“What do you mean ‘like this’?” Noah lifted his chin to meet her gaze. “I’m perfectly fine.”

With that, he grabbed his luggage. “I’ll transfer the hospital bills to...