?<strong>Chapter 528:</strong>


    As she took over, the atmosphere transformed.


    On the radiant stage, she was like a magician inmand of the musical cosmos.


    The colorful lights swirled around her, painting a vivid dreamscape as she delved deep into her musical realm.


    Belinda’s fingers danced gracefully across the equipment, each movement unleashing a powerful beat that drove the crowd into a rhythmic frenzy.


    At times, she would nod subtly, swaying to the rhythm as if carried by the music.


    Other times, she stood straight, her arms waving vigorously, captivating the crowd’s emotions.


    The energy in Nostalgia Lounge was electric.


    “Wow! That’s so cool!”


    “So awesome!”


    “She is absolutely stunning!”


    Lucas watched Belinda, his expression turning intense.


    He had never known Belinda could be a DJ.


    This new, mesmerizing side of her, so free and untamed, captivated him, making it impossible for him to divert his gaze.


    From another booth, Darwin watched Belinda with an amused smile.


    This side of Belinda was indeed a surprise.


    After her set of two songs, Belinda relinquished the turntables back to the DJ and walked away.


    Feeling deted from Lucas’ earlier interference, she sat in her booth briefly before deciding to leave the Nostalgia Lounge with Bethany.


    As she was about to summon a designated driver, Lucas’ deep,pelling voice halted her. “I’ll take you home,” he said.


    Ignoring Lucas, Belinda reached for her phone, but Lucas quickly snatched it from her hand.


    “Lucas!” Belinda looked up at him, irritation clear in her eyes.


    Lucas met her gaze and said, “It’s not safe to call for a designated driver. Consider me your driver tonight.”


    Belinda managed a forced smile. “As long as you stay far away, Mr. rk, I’ll be safe. Besides, I can’t afford to make the famous son of the rk family my driver,” she said mockingly.


    Belinda’s words struck Lucas deeply.


    His Adam’s apple bobbed twice as he processed her words.


    Silently, he took the car keys from her hand, bent down, and lifted her into his arms.


    “Lucas! Let me go! I said let me go; do you hear me?”


    Belinda struggled against his grasp.


    Lucas ignored what Belinda had said, firmly securing her into the passenger seat of her own car.


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