His Heiress Wife (Retika)
Chapter 147: A Declaration to Compete

Chapter 147: A Declaration to Compete  

Melody's gaze was calm, but it felt like two sharp blades were slashing down on Reagan's face,causing her heart to ache.

Reagan lowered her head, and she didn't dare look straight into Melody's eyes.

Melody's amber eyes seemed to be able to see through her deepest secrets.

But Reagan refused to believe that Melody knew so much about music.

Luke must have secretly told Melody about her errors just now.

‘That must be it!’ Reagan thought.

Melody closely watched Reagan and noticed right away when the latter adjusted his posture andlooked up at her with a fierce look in her eyes.

It was no use, though.

In Melody's eyes, Reagan was no match for her at all! Reagan stared at Melody and didn't break eyecontact when she said, "Stop delaying the inevitable by talking your way to get out of this battle,Melody.Play a song, and if everyone says you win, then I will concede!"

She knew that she was baiting Melody.

But it was only because Reagan also understood that Melody could never win against her.

Luke had long disliked Reagan.

After all, she was the embodiment of a pure and refined woman who used every trick and scheme shecould think of to stab someone in the back.

Compared to Sarah, Melody's kind oldest sister, Reagan was simply the evil one.

"Reagan, don't be a fool and stop asking our Boss to go and perform,"

Luke didn’t hide his annoyance when he said those words.

"Our Boss has somewhere else to go, okay?"

Even if Luke didn’t say anything then, nothing in the world would force Melody to perform just becauseReagan said so.

Melody was always happy when she did things on her own terms, and she had never listened to otherpeople's commands.

If she stayed there any longer, she would be indulging Reagan's whims.

Melody wouldn't give Reagan that chance! Seeing that Melody was about to leave, Reagan shoutedagain to get her attention.

"Are you afraid of losing, Melody? Oh, that's right! You don't have any musical sense at all.It’s allnonsense to you, right? Tell you what, if you admit now that you're a musical idiot, then I'll let youleave!"

Melody felt almost sympathetic when she saw Reagan's smug face.

Reagan looked like she had won a grand prize by bullying her, and all Melody could do was look at herwith sad, pitying eyes.

"Reagan, for the sake of your vanity, you abandoned all your principles as a performer to bully me.It'sregrettable," Melody said.

Melody's words made Reagan freeze.

Now that things had come to this, to make Melody lose her dignity in front of everyone, she could onlypersevere.

"Don't lie!" Reagan said through gritted teeth.

"Do you think that you'll be fine just because you are putting on an arrogant face? You said that I madesome mistakes when I played a while ago.Prove that you're not bluffing then.Go up there and play themusic sheet at least once!"

Both sides refused to back down.But at that moment, a man wearing a cap sitting in the corner stoodup.

"She was right,"the man interrupted.

"You played some of the notes wrong." His voice wasn't loud, but everyone in the group heard what hesaid.

"As a person who grew up practicing the piano, you didn't have the guts to admit that you played someof the notes wrong.You're pathetic!" the man said while shaking his head.

Melody looked at the person who spoke.She was a young man who seemed as delicate and pretty as aflower.

But what really caught Melody's eyes was his fair pale skin.

It was unlike anything she had ever seen.She was a woman, but he had better skin than hers.

It looked translucent.

Melody could even see his veins under his pale skin.

Reagan had her back to him and didn't know who spoke, but his words annoyed Reagan.

Her first reaction was to teach the other person a lesson.

So she whipped around and started to say, "Who are you? You dare to say such things, but do youeven know music..."

Reagan squeaked and swallowed the words she was about to say.She couldn't believe her eyes as shestared wide-eyed at the person in front of her.

‘Hunter!’ she thought in amazement.

Never in Reagan’s entire life did she ever think that she would have the chance ever to meet thereclusive Hunter White! And to think that the man even participated in such a fight.

Hunter's eyes shoot daggers at Reagan.

"Are you telling me that I don’t know music?" he asked.

"You're pretty arrogant, aren't you, Reagan? This woman's right, though.You played some of the noteswrong.Yet, you don't dare to admit it.It's really disappointing!"

Luke stood at the side and looked at Reagan, who now looked like a chicken that had been splashedwith cold water.He felt inexplicably happy.

"Who's he?" Luke asked.

"He's amazing! But why isn’t anyone contradicting him?"

It had only been a few weeks since Luke attended school, so it was normal for him not to recognizemost of the people in school.

Seeing Luke’s puzzled look, Lance took the initiative to explain.

"He's Hunter White.He's a famous music genius, and he studies in our school.He hasn't even taken theexamination, but the world's top music academies are already fighting over him for some time now."

Most of the students always put Hunter's name beside Reagan's, saying they were almost on par withtheir abilities.

But everyone who truly understood music would know that Reagan was no match for Hunter.

Their school was a regular University, not a music school, and only a few female students could reallyperform.

Reagan, unfortunately, was the best among them, and such a fact gave her a chance to be equallyfamous as Hunter.

Everyone in the school knew Hunter's position in music.He never interacted with others, and he was aslow-key as an invisible person.

However, there was no question about his skills as a performer.

Therefore, no one would doubt his words because no one was as accomplished as Hunter among thepeople who knew music in this academy.

"Reagan, did you hear that?" Luke said excitedly.

He was trying to rile Reagan up.

"And you said our Boss doesn’t know how to play? Seriously, you never listen, do you?"

"Our Boss was just being considerate," Luke added.

"She didn't want to embarrass you in front of anyone, but you just wouldn't shut up."

If Hunter's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Reagan's face, Luke's words were like hotflames that threatened to consume her entire being.

Reagan couldn't stand the humiliation and hurriedly fled the scene.

She didn't have the face to stay in that wretched music room! Melody's group also walked out of theroom.She didn't have the time to argue with the others who remained frozen in their spots.She wasitching to leave the place.

If not for Reagan, who insisted on stopping her, Melody would have left long ago.

Reagan came home crying, which caused Quince to have a bad headache.

It took a while before he persuaded Reagan to stop crying and send her away.

Once he did, though, he leaned against his leather office chair and rested his tired body.

His assistant pushing the door open and entering woke Quince up.

"Sir Quince," his assistant greeted.

Quince squinted his eyes and looked at his assistant, "How's the investigation going?"

"Sir, we found evidence that Ms.Melody has been in close contact with the Harrison family headrecently," the assistant said.

"As for Melody staying in the countryside, well, we couldn't replace any information about that, sir.The oldman must have erased all of the information about Melody.We didn't replace anything."

Quince didn’t know the truth, but he would do everything just to figure out what Seth was planning.

What exactly did he like about Melody that he was willing to interact with her? Seth was still young, buthis methods in the business world were exceptional.He was famous for being ruthlessly clever in thebusiness circle.

Normal people wouldn't dare provoke him.

But because of Seth's wealth and power, countless women wanted to get his favor.

However, he never showed any interest in any of those women.

Yet, he was willing to get close to Melody.Why? Quince thought highly of Seth.

So if he took a fancy to Reagan, then Quince would be pleased, but the man refused Reagan.

Quince had hoped that Seth would look at Sarah instead, but he took a fancy to the most disobedientchild he ever had, Melody! The thought made Quince's headache.

Although Melody hadn't done anything in the past few days, she was still the chairman of the SullivanCorporation.

Because of this fact, Quince had been a laughingstock in the business circle.

The old man made sure of this.

Before he died, he had left so much of a mess that Quince had to clean up after him.But all was well.

Quince only needed to wait a few more days, and the contract he had signed would expire.

He had already endured ten years; it didn’t matter if he stayed quiet and patient for a few more days.

When the time was up, he would ultimately drive Melody out of the board of directors and throw her tothe countryside to fend for herself.

A fierce look flashed across Quince's eyes as he said to his assistant.

"Continue your investigation!"