He lowered his gaze to Diana. "What did he say to you?"
For some reason, Yosef's gaze had made him feel uneasy.
Was he trying to take something from him?
Could it be...
At the thought of that possibility, a fierce storm of anger swirled in his eyes, revealing his murderous intent.
"John."
Diana reached out and placed her hand on his back, giving it a gentle squeeze.
She astutely sensed John's thoughts.
Diana forced a casual smile. "He didn't say much, just asked me for some sapphires and wanted my ruby necklace!"
"The necklace?"
"Yes."
Diana's eyes held genuine sincerity. "Thank goodness you came, though. It scared me to death!"
John's deep eyes flickered and then fell into silence.
"I'm fine, but Mitbahl, your injuries haven't healed yet, have they? Did he hurt you just now?"
Diana changed the subject, turning her attention to Mitbahl.
"Madam, I'm alright," Mitbah
And then she replied, "He was out racing with his new girlfriend, got into a conflict with some people, and they went so far as to harm him like this." "Is that so?" Yosef raised his gaze and gave her a casual once-over. He had received word that Nisbet had provocatively engaged with a woman from the other side, and it had backfired. The specifics didn't interest him much, but he knew that whoever Nisbet had crossed paths with was likely connected to the Matthews family. Kipling noticed Yosef's subtle unease. "Yosef, Nisbet is a Nelson, and if word gets out about what happened, it'll tarnish the Nelson family's reputation." She continued, "Furthermore, the uncles and aunts from the Nelson family won't tolerate anyone mistreating Nisbet, don't you think?" Kipling added with a slight smirk. A barely perceptible, cold curve tugged at the corner of Yosef's lips. Trying to pressure him with the older folks from the Nelson family? Sh
"Cut it out! Aren't we about to compete in the Schumann Piano Competition soon? We're partners, and we need to build rapport." Diana pulled the covers up to her chest. "Let's start with sleeping together." Leah: "If you're craving me, just say it." "You wish!" Leah closed her laptop and leaned back on the bed. "Are you sure you want to sleep with me? Will your ice-cold man boss at home approve?" "Oh, come on, you're thinking too low of my sweetheart," Diana said sincerely. "John heard I wanted to build rapport with you and he's all for it. He said the competition comes first, and he understands." Leah: ... Is this for real? With Mr. Jealous John? If his face doesn't turn to ice, it's already a stretch to say he understands. Meanwhile, lying all alone in a king-sized bed, John, hugging a pillow that still smelled like Diana, suddenly sneezed. He furrowed his brows. What, has he been infected by the little girl?
Clearly, Scarlett was up to something. Unfortunately, her control over her expressions wasn't up to par, and she was seen through with just one look. In a moment of restlessness, it was Scarlett's turn to take the stage. She managed to calm her nerves and entered alongside Chris. The vast auditorium held two grand pianos on the stage, both sitting in silence. Five judges, all renowned pianists within the industry, were seated below. Among them was her professor, Emily. Upon seeing Scarlett, a smile crept across Emily's face. A nearby judge also recognized Scarlett. "Emily, is this your student?" he inquired. "Yes, indeed. Scarlett is one of my most outstanding students. She's participated in numerous international competitions and won several awards. I have high hopes for her in this competition," Emily replied. "I've looked at the list of contestants for this competition. Barring any surprises,
Emily withdrew her astonished gaze, picked up a pen, and, after a while, amidst the puzzled looks of others, marked an 'S' on the evaluation card. Instructors rated performances with grades ranging from 'S,' 'A,' 'B,' 'C,' to 'D.' Achieving an 'A' was rare because Emily was typically very critical. The 'S' grade was exceedingly rare, almost never awarded. Yet today, Emily had surprisingly given an 'S.' She wasn't alone. Other judges also independently marked 'S' on their cards. It was an exceptionally high evaluation. This meant that the gold medal for this competition was practically a foregone conclusion. Levin's eyes flickered with surprise. "I was too hasty," Emily began, her voice calm. "I used to think that Scarlett was the most gifted student I'd ever seen. But now I realize what true genius is!" She gazed at the two young women on the stage, her eyes sparkling. Then, she turned to Levin. "But don't get too smug,
In the video, their clothes were identical to what they were wearing now, and their faces were unmistakably clear, making it impossible to doubt the authenticity. Levin frowned, anger burning in his eyes. "To think it was all self-staged? Scarlett, your intentions are downright malicious!" Emily stood her ground, her expression giving away her doubt. She turned slowly, gazing at Scarlett in the hospital bed. "You tell me, what's going on?" "I... I don't know..." Scarlett's mind went blank. This is a disaster! How could someone have recorded the video?! It was because there were no cameras in the bathroom that she had freely unleashed her torrent of profanity. But she never thought it would be caught on camera... Back then, Diana was clearly with Leah at the competition. Who could have filmed it?! But right now, she couldn't afford to dwell on that. Emily's eyes bore into her, fill
Scarlett felt an excruciating pain in her fingers. "Ah!" She cried out and lifted her head, meeting Diana's emotionless eyes. She was suddenly filled with a strong premonition. If she didn't apologize... Diana would indeed cripple her hand! "I'm... I'm sorry." Scarlett stammered, trembling as she spoke. With her remaining hand, she weakly pounded the ground. "Ah... it hurts so much, please let go!" "That's enough! Diana, let me go!" Emily, unable to bear it any longer, roared. Diana glanced at her indifferently, then raised her foot and, as if disposing of garbage, kicked Scarlett beside Emily. "Now that the situation is clear, Emily, what do you think should be done with Scarlett?" Diana inquired. "Emily, Professor, save me, please, save me..." Scarlett writhed on the ground, her former arrogance completely gone. She hurt. Her whole body hurt. In all her y
The audience fell silent instantly, captivated by the performance unfolding on the screen. Diana stood on the stage, her gaze scanning the crowd. Leah seemed a bit puzzled. "What are you looking for? Why do you seem so distracted?" "Nothing," Diana replied, furrowing her brow. Strange, why hasn't Colin arrived yet? As the performance on the giant screen reached its climax, the people in the audience gradually diverted their attention back to Diana and Leah on the stage. Their gazes became even more intense. With looks that could only be described as divine, they had played the piano in a truly astonishing manner! They were truly gifted by the heavens! No wonder they had been declared the gold medalists immediately this year. It was well-deserved! Subtitles began to appear on the screen under the flashbulbs' glare, introducing the gold medalist. Seeing the name on the screen, a portion of the medi
"I found this handsome guy sitting all alone, so I thought I'd keep him company and chat a bit." With that, Mitbahl fluttered his eyelashes at Colin. Oh my, genetics really are powerful! Madam's second brother is incredibly handsome, and now, it turns out, the third brother is just as good-looking! Another dreamy crush for him. "Mitbahl, thank you for speaking up," Leah grinned. Mitbahl felt a shiver run down his spine instantly. There was something unsettling about this. "Colin Darling, I'm sure Mitbahl didn't tell you all the details. Let me fill you in. Today, I had a pretty big scare," Leah persisted. This was the perfect opportunity to play the damsel in distress. "Very thorough, Mitbahl showed me a video," Colin replied, devoid of emotion. Leah: ... "Oh, well," she muttered, feeling a bit let down. Leah turned away, about to say something else when Colin reached out and ruffled her