Yannick Luther immediately became interested: "Really?"
Frank Parker snorted coldly: "Just a car. Who’s joking with you?"
"Alright!" Yannick Luther agreed in excitement, with a confident look in his eyes, "You’ll definitely lose. Frank, I’m already thanking you in advance for spending money on me. Sorry, really."
In the private room on the other side.
Joanna Lawrence indulged herself this time by booking a luxurious private room, which was just for her and Aria Rowlett.
As the highest-level entertainment luxe lounge in Closia, the sound quality of the karaoke bar was simply fantastic.
Joanna Lawrence picked out a song she used to sing often, and after singing just a couple of lines, Aria Rowlett clapped, excited: "Wow, Baby, it sounds so good! Even better than the original singer!"
Aria Rowlett, sitting cross-legged on the couch, looked like a little fan with her hands propping up her chin and her eyes sparkling.
Joanna Lawrence became a little embarrassed by her compliments.
"Not really, the original singer sings much better than I do."
"I’m serious, Baby. Really, it sounds even better than the original singer." Aria Rowlett listened with rapt attention and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Baby, it’s a pity that you don’t sing with such a great voice. With your singing ability, you could easily win first place in any singing competition."
"Of course, I’m talking about in a fair competition."
The first time Aria Rowlett heard Joanna Lawrence sing, she was amazed.
How to describe this?
She thought Joanna’s voice was not only beautiful but also very clean and ethereal.
It was a very distinctive voice with a high degree of recognition. Anyone who heard it once would remember her singing.
In the music industry, this was indeed an advantageous condition.
There were many people who sang beautifully, but few had such highly-recognizable voices.
It’s like actors - many people have good looks, but not many actors have unique appearances that appeal to the audience.
Once someone possessed these above conditions, they could undoubtedly become popular.
It’s just a pity that although Joanna Lawrence had a great voice, she was not interested in singing.
Instead, she wanted to act.
Aria Rowlett found this quite regrettable.
After finishing the song, Joanna Lawrence put the microphone down on the coffee table.
"Baby, have you ever considered participating in a competition like that? Actually, even if you want to be an actress in the future, you could still join a singing competition first. Once you have gained some popularity, it would be great to transition to an actress."
Aria Rowlett truly felt that it was a pity for Joanna Lawrence not to pursue singing with such a beautiful voice.
It felt like a waste of talent.
Joanna Lawrence shook her head: "Forget it. I’m not cut out for that. I just want to quietly act."
She sang so beautifully and still said she wasn’t cut out for it.
Was she intentionally provoking those like her who didn’t have much musical talent?
If she had that vocal ability, she would be so proud of herself.
The accompaniment began playing, and just as Aria Rowlett picked up the microphone, there was a knock on the door. The private room door was opened, and a server walked in with a large bouquet of red roses.
"Excuse me, ladies. I was wondering which one of you was singing just now?"
Seeing the two girls in the private room, the server’s eyes flashed with amazement.
Aria Rowlett and Joanna Lawrence exchanged glances for a few seconds before Joanna Lawrence stood up and said, "It was me. What’s the matter?"
The server approached and handed her the bouquet of red roses, smiling, "Miss, a gentleman was captivated by your singing and asked me to give you these flowers as a symbol of his admiration."