Chapter 140 That Unforgettable Scene
At that exact moment, viewers across Angela's livestream seemed to share the same thought — they had missed a once-in-a-lifetime event.
If they had known that Prestige High School's Hello Kitty dessert house would be graced by so many breathtakingly attractive men and women… if they had known there would be a chance to watch Ryan himself hand over a handkerchief and wipe someone's nose…
They would have moved heaven and earth to be here. Skipping class, faking sick notes, paying scalpers for entry — anything, just to witness this scene in person.
This wasn't just another campus fair. It was the kind of surreal moment people didn't even dare to dream about.
Still, not everyone watching was squealing with delight. Some were simply baffled. After all, Instagram had been buzzing for days with posts suggesting Ryan would be at Rachel's café. Who could have guessed he would walk into Amelia's dessert house instead?
Angela felt her embarrassment spike to impossible levels.
She pressed the pale handkerchief Ryan had given her against her nose, trying to regain composure. But as she lifted her gaze, her breath caught — Ryan wasn't alone. Two men stood just behind him.
One wore a flawlessly tailored suit, his expression serious, his presence steady and commanding.
The other was dressed in a crisp white shirt and black trousers, his look sharp yet restrained, like a man stepping straight off the cover of a high-fashion magazine. He carried an aura that drew people in while warning them not to get too close.
Angela recognized them instantly — Kevin, CEO of the Martinez Group, and Chris, a nationally renowned surgeon.
Her eyes flicked toward the servers again. The identical twins… weren't they rumored to be brothers from the Martinez family?
Dear God… did this mean all five of the legendary Martinez brothers had gathered in this tiny, pastel dessert house today?
Angela finally managed to stop the nosebleed. She seized the chance to voice what everyone in the livestream was wondering. "Mr. Martinez, didn't you say on Instagram that you were going to your sister's shop?"
Ryan glanced at the phone in her hand, his smile faint but deliberate. "Are you streaming right now?"
Angela nodded automatically.
"May I borrow your stream for a moment?" His tone was polite but carried quiet authority.
"Of course!" Angela took a deep breath and angled the camera toward him, handing the phone over.
Her pulse was pounding so hard she thought it might burst through her ribs. Ryan was about to speak to her audience directly — her viewership was about to explode.
"Kevin, Chris… what brings you here?" Amelia's voice came from the kitchen doorway. She stepped out, surprise flickering in her eyes as she approached them.
Ryan faced the camera. "Hello, everyone. I'm Ryan."
"I only learned from Hugo today that people misunderstood my Instagram post. Many assumed I was visiting another shop."
"The truth is, the sister I mentioned is Amelia. I came here for her."
He drew Amelia gently to his side, the camera pulling back to frame more of the scene.
Kevin, Chris, Zander, Tobias — all of them came into view. Six figures in one shot.
Five strikingly handsome men, each with a distinct presence, standing around Amelia like knights sworn to protect a princess in some modern-day fairytale.
Ryan's smile faded, his voice dropping into a low, steady register.
"I've seen some unfriendly comments online about Amelia's background… even claims that she's been rejected by the Martinez family."
"I want to make this clear. Amelia's mother never did anything immoral. Amelia is the sister we all treasure — the Martinez family's beloved."
"I rarely bother reading what people say about me. Some like me, some don't. That's normal."
"But I do care about malicious attacks aimed at my sister."
"The internet is not beyond the law. If anyone continues to spread defamatory remarks…"
His tone was calm, but there was a razor's edge beneath it that sent a chill through the air.
"…I promise, you will have nowhere to hide. I will find each and every one of you, and you will answer for your words."
When he finished, Ryan's smile returned. He handed the phone back to Angela. "Thank you for lending me your stream."
Angela blinked, still processing, shaking her head quickly. "No… no problem at all…"
Amelia's voice was soft with surprise. "Ryan?" She hadn't expected him to say all of this so publicly.
"Don't worry," Ryan said, ruffling her hair lightly. "I know you're worried about taking up Kevin and Chris's time, but they came of their own accord. For a brother, attending his sister's school event is a memory worth keeping."
Kevin and Chris exchanged a glance, their eyes warm and understated as they looked at Amelia.
Angela's stream predictably went into meltdown. Clips of the moment spread across TikTok like wildfire. Within half an hour, multiple hashtags were trending:
#Ryan Visits Amelia's Boutique
#Hello Kitty Dessert House Feels Like Heaven
#Amelia Wears Rare Design by Ms. Simmons
#Martinez Brothers Appear Together on Camera for the First Time
#Ryan Calls Amelia the Family's Greatest Treasure
#The Martinez Family Looks Are Unreal
#Angela's Nose bleed Was Worth It
That last tag left many scratching their heads.
Even more surprising, viewers began messaging friends who were at Rachel's café, urging them to get to Amelia's dessert house immediately.
After all, Rachel had always been called the Martinez family's little princess. But now, all five brothers were here with Amelia. In terms of showing affection, the answer was obvious.
Before the crowd could arrive, another man stepped into the shop.
He was tall and lean, the warm glow of the chandelier brushing across his shoulders like a soft halo.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, a black pinstripe suit over a deep gray shirt and perfectly pressed trousers. His tie was immaculate.
His jawline was sharp, his brow defined, his features symmetrical and striking. A deep blue watch clasped around his wrist, every movement carrying an effortless nobility.
His expression was cool, his demeanor restrained and distant — the kind of presence that made you want to draw closer yet kept you hesitating.
Angela thought she might be the luckiest person alive. Never in her life had she seen so many beautiful men in one place, each more dazzling than the last.
The newcomer's gaze settled on the girl at the center of the shop. Then his eyes lifted, taking in the five brothers. His brows shifted slightly, as if surprised to find them all here.
Kevin reacted first, moving to greet him. "Mr. Johnson, what brings you to Amelia's school celebration?"
Angela's breath caught. In River City, there was only one man Kevin would address that way — Michael, chairman of the Johnson Group.
Rumor had it he was wealthy beyond measure, wheelchair-bound, with a temper as sharp as glass, and never appeared in public.
But the man before her was nothing like the rumors.
Michael seemed unaware of the livestream. His voice was calm. "Kevin, I'm here to help Amelia. She says my egg tarts are better than hers."
Kevin? Amelia? Egg tarts? The sheer amount of information made Angela's head spin.
Kevin froze for a moment. The last time he'd met Michael, they'd been formal, using titles. Now Michael was addressing him by his first name.
What caught Kevin's attention even more was the way Michael looked at Amelia — a softness in his eyes that was almost overflowing.
Kevin withdrew his hand instinctively.
Inwardly, he thought, Dear God… Michael isn't trying to court Amelia, is he?