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Chapter 432 The whole meaning of our lives (Part )
"Oh my god, baby, you really have to see this!"

Louis Finley looked very excited and scratched his hair, putting the phone in front of his wife.

"Dr. Dre sang "Lose Myself" with Eminem, Snoop Dogg sang "Without Me" with Eminem, 50 Cent sang "In Da Club" with Dr. Dre, and...'Kendrick Lamar made a surprise guest appearance, and the West Coast Five reunited to sing "California Love" again for the closing song'!"

"Wow!" Sophie Campbell... no, now Sophie Finlay, looked at her husband, then at the highlights video of the second day's finale of the Mad City Music Festival uploaded by users on her phone, and exclaimed in an exaggerated tone, providing sufficient emotional value for her partner, "I thought it was just a gimmick, but I didn't expect... they actually sang each other's masterpieces. This is incredible."

"Yeah, huh?"

Louis Finley smiled foolishly at his wife.

"Festival goers were so lucky yesterday, it was truly a once in a lifetime experience."

"Honey, I didn't expect you to like it so much." Sophie gave Louis an apologetic look, "If I had known this would happen, I would have bought the tickets for Saturday."

"No, baby, what are you talking about?" Louis' eyes widened and his smile got even wider. "I just want to stir up the atmosphere a little more! I'm not interested in the West Coast reunion that everyone on the Internet is talking about. You know I don't listen to them. What I want to say is that Saturday is great, but our Sunday...our Sunday will be even better!"

“We had Lana Del Rey and indie pop, we had David Guetta and EDM, we had Kanye West and his hip-hop… oh yeah, and Snoop Dogg came on stage a second time with his protégés and continued with the West Coast stuff, so we didn’t miss anything.”

Having said that, Louis grasped the non-existent drumsticks in his hands and beat out imaginary drum beats in mid-air.

"And... most importantly, we have Justin Bieber! JB! The Beebs! Bizzle the Drizzle!"

"You're crazy, Louis." Looking at her husband jumping up and down to make her happy, Sophie laughed dumbly, "You hate Justin, you always have."

"I hate that he takes up your time and mind." Louis put his arm around Sophie's waist and put his mouth close to his wife's ear, "But I like him today because he will make you a very happy woman, and I want my woman to be happy during her honeymoon."

“I’m telling you, this is what we’re going to do, this is what’s going to happen – we’re going to be at Bar Masa at the Aria and have the best lunch ever. We’re not going to eat a lot, we’re going to eat light. Maybe sushi, sashimi and some miso soup, but we’re not going to stuff ourselves.”

"After that, we'll walk to the fountains of Bellagio, where I have a surprise for you, a huge surprise..."

"Surprise?" Sophie raised her eyebrows and looked at Louis in surprise. Louis always thought about life and never romance. Don't get her wrong, she loved such a husband very much, but she rarely heard this word from him. "What surprise?"

"You'll know when you get there. I promise this will make you... stand out at your family dinner this Christmas. Your family dinner."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Sophie responded happily.

"Once we get the surprise, we go back to the hotel and put it in the room. And then, who knows? Maybe someone will get to enjoy a delicious piece of Scottish cake!"

"Louis!" Sophie nudged Louis with her elbow, looking a little shy. "We are in public."

"I said 'Scottish cake', not anything else." Louis laughed, holding his chest. "Whatever happens, whether I get the cake or not. You, you have to wear the beautiful clothes you prepared for this occasion, and put on the most gorgeous makeup you have ever put on your face. And I, I have to rock my shirt and jeans, and then we're off! To this wonderful festival called Crazy City!"

"Sounds like a good plan, right?"

"It's a super wonderful plan!" Sophie raised her hands and cheered with her husband. When she found that her actions attracted more and more attention from passers-by, she embarrassedly put her arms down, put them behind her back, and rubbed her palms nervously.

"but……"

"But?" Louis smiled and frowned. His wife, who was not in a very good mood, made him feel that something was wrong.

"We can do all the adventures you just mentioned, but not the last part."

"The last part?" Louis frowned even more. "You mean... Mad City?"

"Yes."

"Why?" Louis asked. "That was the part of the whole trip to Las Vegas that you were most looking forward to."

"Because, Louis..." Sophie took a few breaths before she finished the second half of the sentence, "I sold the tickets."

"What did you do? Sorry, I was so loud."

Louis covered his mouth, apologized to the tourists coming and going in the Wynn Hotel shopping corridor, and then pulled his wife to a secluded passage.

"Did you sell the tickets?"

"Yes, I sold it." Sophie gritted her teeth, "Two tickets, $7000."

"So..." Louis was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "So, the money you saved is..."

"Yes."

"This month's rent in London and this hotel are both..."

"All."

"Oh my God, Sophie!" Louis grabbed his hair again, this time not because of excitement, but because of anxiety.

“Honey, why are you so excited?” Sophie reached out her hand, trying to calm her husband. “Isn’t this great? You never liked Justin, and you never wanted to go to this festival. Now we don’t have to go!”

"But I want you to go! This is the whole reason we came to Las Vegas!" Louis was getting more and more excited. "You've always wanted to meet Justin, and we never had the chance, and now you're so close! We're so close to fulfilling your lifelong dream - to see him perform live! Why did you give up?"

"Because I realized, no, I decided there were more important things in life!" Sophie pointed at Louis, her signature move when she wanted her partner to calm down. "After we got married, after you put the ring on my finger, I... started to see things differently. I was this little girl who didn't know the world, who always wanted to get and take from you. You've always been so understanding and supportive, and the reason I can do what I love is because you walk out that door - our home - every day, rain or shine, to work hard to provide for our family."

"You're still using your crappy laptop that you have to shut down every 30 minutes because you have to worry about everything in life so that I don't have to worry about anything... so that I can still be a crazy Justin Bieber fan and have unrealistic dreams and have evil dreams... like kidnapping our honeymoon and forcing you to go to a music festival with me."

"This is not kidnapping, baby..." Louis' voice suddenly weakened, "I hope you can be happy..."

"I hope you're happy, too! Marriage is not something that can be maintained just by one person being happy. I hope you're happy, do you understand?" Sophie sniffed, her eyes moistening. "A partner should give you more strength, more motivation, and more reasons to make you want to stay in this world longer, because he or she makes life sweeter. Instead of someone who always takes from you, consumes you, tortures you, and makes you question why you are here and what the meaning of life is."

"Maybe some women want to be the latter, but Louise, I'm not that kind of woman. I will show you how I grow into a strong and independent woman, how I will become so powerful that you can get and take from me." At this point, Sophie, who was crying, smiled particularly sweetly, "These two tickets... I can't say that I invested intentionally, but this is indeed the first wise investment in my life. I promise you that this will be the first of many wise investments! Now that I have cashed them in, I will make good use of it to contribute to our small family."

“Not just this month’s rent, and not just this fucking expensive hotel room at the Wynn. I also bought you a brand new MacBook, which you’ll see when you get back to London. I have about… I don’t know, two thousand bucks left in a new Barclays account. This isn’t my money, this is our money, Louis.”

"Oh, baby...baby..."

Louis hugged Sophie into his arms, and his voice choked with sobs.

"I'm sorry, I really want to protect you and give you the best. I'm really trying..." "I know, Louis, you've done your best."

"No, this isn't the best I could have done. I know I can be a better person but sometimes I feel like I don't know. Sorry baby, I'm going to try harder and I'm going to be the hardest working person in the whole world. I promise it won't happen again, okay? You don't have to cash in Justin's tickets anymore because we're going to be rich as hell."

"I believe in you." Sophie buried her head in Louis' chest and responded in a muffled voice, "I believe in myself too. You are not the only one who will work hard. I will do what I am doing now very well, and everyone will want to give me a million-dollar check."

"Of course you will become a millionaire... Hey, we will become millionaires together." Louis stroked Sophie's hair and slowly unfolded a beautiful blueprint for her. "Next time we go to see Justin Bieber, we will sit in the private VIP box."

"OK."

"I'm going to rent a limousine to take you there. A real limousine with... I don't know, eight doors or something."

"Eight doors is too many."

"We'll be drinking champagne on the way and belting out all your favorite Justin songs..."

"Can you sing?"

"I can't, but I can ask someone to sing for us in the car... There are eight doors in the car, so it's okay to put a quartet in there, right?"

"That's too insincere."

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"Okay... I'll learn it then. I'm sure I'll learn it. We'll strut all the way to the concert, all the way backstage. When we open the door, Justin will be there waiting to hug you and tell you, 'Oh, Mrs. Millionaire, I thought you weren't coming.'"

"Won't you be jealous?"

"I would, I would push him out of the way and shake his hand, make him grimace in pain, and then look him straight in the eye and tell him, 'Hey man, you sing your songs and I'll take care of your wife.'"

"Louis, that's a bit glib."

"But you like it, don't you?"

"Yes, I love it." Sophie giggled.

"Seriously, everything I describe to you, you will see with your own eyes one day, I promise."

"Not only do I want to see it with my own eyes." Sophie raised her head and looked at her husband, "I want to do it with you personally."

"One day."

"One day."

"Why 'someday'?"

The third voice that suddenly appeared in their ears startled the couple. They loosened their arms and looked in the direction of the voice.

Deep in the passage, stood a man and a woman.

The man was an ordinary young white man with curly hair, wearing a gray T-shirt and blue jeans, with a walkie-talkie on his waist.

The woman was a lovely person whose radiance was so dazzling that it was hard to open one's eyes. She wore a black metallic motorcycle jacket over a black slim skirt and a pair of Steve Madden Rocky ripped boots. Her long bright brown hair cascaded down from her shoulders, making her look gorgeous and charming.

With the exquisite full makeup covering it, there is no trace of bruises.

Fame nourishes people. She became famous with one song, and her charm in every gesture becomes more and more intense and moving as time goes by and her fame grows.

"Madison?"

Sophie's mouth dropped open.

Although I know that the other person also lives in Wynn...

But it was too much of a coincidence.

Met the same star twice in two days.

What are the odds?

"You look so perfect."

"Aw, thank you, you too, I especially like the little skirt you're wearing today."

Madison put her hands together next to her face and walked towards them.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but this is the private entrance closest to my room. When I came downstairs, I saw you two being intimate here."

"Oh, this is so embarrassing." Sophie held her forehead and her cheeks turned visibly red. It was unclear whether it was because of the excitement of seeing Madison Beal again, or because of the embarrassment of having her private love words heard by others.

"It's not awkward, it's the best love story I've ever witnessed."

Keeping her warm and friendly smile, Madison took Sophie's hand.

"I think you are a smart and lucky girl. You are lucky to have chosen a good husband, and you are smart enough to know how to make him continue to be a good husband."

"Selling those two tickets you bought would also be a smart move on your part. Because first of all, who doesn't like to make money? The prices on these tickets have become ridiculous, haven't they? And secondly..."

"I don't have many friends coming to the festival today, and my rider gave me about... 20 invitations."

"You know, the kind where you can sit in a limousine, sip champagne, come with me to a private VIP booth, and maybe even get an invitation to hug Justin."

"so……"

Madison looked at Sophie seriously, with a gentle light in her eyes.

"May I have the honor of being the theme of your family's Christmas dinner this year?"

(End of this chapter)