Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290: Out of My League Chapter 1290: Out of My League Villain Ch 1290.

Out of My League Allen stood by the monitors, his sharp eyes scanning the screens.

The guests were gathering, their polished appearances and purposeful movements speaking of their importance.

“Almost everyone’s here,” Emma noted, standing beside him.

Allen nodded.

“It’s a good turnout.” Jordan was seated in one of the chairs, his gaze fixed on the tablet Alex had left.

He didn’t say much.

Emma leaned closer to Allen, lowering her voice.

“You know, you’re kind of terrifying when you’re like this.” Allen glanced at her, raising an eyebrow.

“Like what?” “Like this,” she said, gesturing vaguely at him.

“All serious and… unapproachable.

It’s a little intimidating.” Allen smirked faintly.

“Good.

That’s the point.” Emma rolled her eyes but smiled.

“Just don’t forget to breathe, okay?

You’ve got this.” He didn’t respond, but her words stayed with him as he continued watching the monitors.

The event pressed down on him, but he didn’t let it show.

The world was about to see him not as the Devil Emperor or the private Allen they didn’t know, but as the heir to the Goldborne legacy.

The pressure was immense, but he refused to let it crack him.

As he stood in the waiting room, the monitors flashing scenes of the venue outside, Allen decided to check his phone.

He’d set it to silent to avoid distractions, but curiosity got the better of him.

When he opened the group chat, it was already exploding with messages from the girls.

Vivian: OMG Allen, where are you?

We’re already here, and it’s PACKED.

Bella: Seriously, this place is insane.

I just passed by the garden area, and it’s like something out of a movie.

Zoe: I saw Azura and Alexander.

Didn’t expect them to show up this early.

Shea: Elio’s here too.

Can confirm he’s as uptight in person as he is in-game.

Vivian: LOL Shea, stop.

Also, I swear I saw Gerry with some guy.

Is that your half-brother, Allen?

He’s kinda hot.

Bella: Vivian, maybe don’t hit on Allen’s family?

Just a thought.

Vivian: I’m not hitting on him!

I’m just saying.

Also, who’s the girl with Noah and James?

She’s cute.

Shea: That’s Mila, Noah’s sister.

Didn’t you hear him talk about her?

She works in PR or something.

Bella: Pretty sure she’s just here to keep those two from embarrassing themselves.

Zoe: Wait, isn’t James one of the building investors?

That’s probably their excuse for being here.

Vivian: Everyone’s got an excuse tonight.

I even saw someone trying to bribe a waiter to get backstage.

Shea: Did it work?

Vivian: Nope.

Security’s tight.

But man, the desperation is real.

Allen couldn’t help but smile faintly as he scrolled through the messages.

Their excitement was almost contagious, a sharp contrast to the heavy atmosphere in the waiting room.

He typed out a quick reply.

Allen: Glad you’re all entertained.

Try not to start any scandals before the event actually begins.

The reply came almost instantly.

Vivian: No promises.

Shea: We’ll behave.

Probably.

Zoe: Define “scandal.” Bella: Ignore them, Allen.

We’re just excited to see you pull this off.

You’re going to kill it out there.

Allen’s fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment before he typed back.

Allen: Thanks.

Appreciate it.

See you all soon.

He tucked his phone back into his pocket, the faint smile still lingering on his face.

The girls’ chatter had lightened his mood, even if only slightly.

But their messages also confirmed what he already knew: the venue was full of familiar faces, some more welcome than others.

Azura and Father^Alex-Alexander, he reminded himself-were here.

That wasn’t surprising; their guilds had deep ties to the industry.

Elio’s presence was also expected.

He was the first winner of the event after all.

But Gerry?

And with Evan?

That was something else entirely.

Allen’s thoughts flicked to his half-brother.

He hadn’t seen Evan in a while, not since the last passing, awkward meeting with their mother.

Their relationship had always been complicated.

And now, Evan was here, mingling with the crowd, watching, waiting.

The idea didn’t sit well with him, but there was no time to dwell on it.

Not when the event was about to begin.

“Allen,” Emma’s voice cut through his thoughts, drawing his attention.

She was standing by the monitors, her arms crossed as she watched the growing crowd.

“You okay?” “Yeah,” he said, straightening his posture.

“Just… taking it all in.” She raised an eyebrow.

“You sure?

You’ve got that ‘brooding protagonist’ look again.” Allen smirked faintly.

“It’s a talent.” Emma rolled her eyes but smiled.

“Well, don’t brood too hard.

Everyone’s here for you, you know.” “Not everyone,” he muttered, though his tone was light enough to keep her from worrying.

Meanwhile, another car was making its way toward the venue.

Inside, Sophia adjusted her dress for the third time, glancing at her reflection in the tinted window.

She looked poised, elegant even, but she couldn’t shake the feeling of discomfort sitting in her chest.

“Relax,” Mr.

Bell said from beside her, his voice smooth and reassuring.

He adjusted his cufflinks, his demeanor the picture of calm confidence.

“You look perfect.

As always.” Sophia shot him a quick glance, her lips twitching into a faint smile.

“Thanks, but I’m not sure this is my scene.

Big, flashy events aren’t exactly my thing.” “Then consider yourself lucky you’re not the one being put under the spotlight,” Mr.

Bell replied, leaning back against the plush leather seat.

“We’re just here to observe.

Well, I’m here to observe.

You’re here to keep me company.” She raised an eyebrow at him.

“And make sure you don’t drink too much, right?” He chuckled.

“That too.

You know me too well.” Urban Enigma, the magazine Mr.

Bell helmed, had received an invitation to the conference, a privilege Sophia knew was a big deal.

He was here as a representative, a journalist tasked with capturing the essence of the event.

But to her, it felt less like a work outing and more like… a date.

“You’ve been quiet,” Mr.

Bell said, interrupting her thoughts.

“Second thoughts?” Sophia hesitated before shaking her head.

“Not really.

It’s just… this whole thing feels so big.

Like, out of my league.” “Nonsense,” he replied smoothly.

“You’re more than capable of handling yourself here.

Besides, you’re not exactly a stranger to attention, are you?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS UnholyGod Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

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