Chapter 111

Her eyes sparkled, full of anticipation and a touch of careful hope.

When her turn came, she didn't shout like the fans before her. Instead, she silently placed her book on the table, took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket, and handed it to Vivica with both hands.

Vivica took the paper and unfolded it.

On the paper was a line of neat, delicate handwriting.

[Nightshade, I'm deaf and mute,