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Chapter 449

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 449

"All right, sir," Wendy replied with a sweet smile. Gracefully, she made her way on stage and played a few notes to test the piano's pitch.

As soon as her fingers touched the keys, Wendy realized that the piano had poor craftsmanship. Never in her life had she played on a piano with such horrendous quality. It looks like I'll have to borrow the Nightshire Manor's grand piano from Susanne.

After Wendy tested the piano, she placed her fingers on the keys and began to play. Immediately, a harmonious melody filled the air.

'Reborn,' the piece Wendy played, was inspired by the character Adonis from ancient Greek mythology. He was a man with mesmerizing looks and would reincarnate every year.

According to the song, thousands of creatures mourned his tragic death each time he died. When Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, first set her sights on Adonis, she became enamored instantly. Wendy's skillful playing mesmerized her audience. Her touching melody seemed to bring Aphrodite to life.

Even Arielle couldn't help but lift her head to look at Wendy.

Though Wendy's technique was impressive, Arielle noticed that Wendy had made a handful of mistakes when she first began playing.

Although these mistakes would have been detrimental to a pianist, it was no great matter because Wendy was performing at a freshman party. Furthermore, this was an advanced song.

The corners of Arielle's lips curved upward as she looked away from Wendy and focused her attention on Trisha's drawing instead.

Trisha's drawing depicted a veiled goddess under the moonlight.

This goddess was the main female protagonist in the song Arielle would perform-In the Moonlight.

A few moments later, Wendy's piece came to an end. Immediately, the audience responded with thunderous applause.

The loud cheers prompted Trisha to look up as a doubtful look crossed her face. "We are performing right after Wendy. Seeing she did so well, will people still pay attention to our performance?" Trisha asked hesitantly.

"They will," Arielle replied firmly. "Trust me; our performance will be much more exciting than hers."

Though Trisha trusted Arielle, Wendy's superb performance caused her confidence to waver.

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Yet, she soon changed her way of thinking. Who cares if we can't compete with Wendy? As long as we give it our best, I'll be more than happy.

Gradually, Trisha regained her confidence.

All of a sudden, a loud crash echoed on stage.

When Arielle looked up, she saw that Wendy had bumped into the decorative vase on the piano by accident. Upon impact, the water in the vase spilled all over the keyboard.

"I-I'm so sorry," Wendy stammered in panic.

But Arielle's keen eyesight noticed that Wendy had done it entirely on purpose.

A few teachers hurried on stage to test the piano keys. After playing a few notes, their moods visibly darkened.

One of the teachers sighed and shook his head in exasperation. "It's ruined. Looks like we'll have to get someone to fix it. But since the freshman party is happening tomorrow night, there might not be enough time to get it done by then..."

"I'm so sorry!" Wendy apologized profusely. "I can bring over the piano in my home. Additionally, I'll pay for all the reparation expenses and send over a new piano. I promise that it will be delivered before the freshman party."

Hearing her words, a look of relief washed over the teachers' faces.

"Since you are willing to take responsibility for your actions, we will go along with your plans."

Just then, Marcus turned toward Arielle and Trish before he said, "Doesn't this mean that Trish and Arielle cannot rehearse their performance?"

Wendy smirked. That's right, I wanted to stop Arielle from rehearsing

Without any rehearsals or practice, I doubt Arielle will be able to perform flawlessly at the freshman party.

Arielle, you can't blame me for being cruel. Your actions have repeatedly caught me off guard. It's in my best interests to protect myself.

Despite Wendy's malicious thoughts, she maintained a perfect mask of anguish and innocence. "Mr. Brown, I'm terribly sorry for my actions. It's all my fault," Wendy mumbled apologetically.