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Chapter 300
Harry, sitting next to Nicholas, was a little stunned when he noticed Nicholas’s unmistakable irritated aura
radiating from his person. Following Nicholas’ line of sight, he saw Scott standing tall and straight among
the crowd. He asked tentatively, “President Sawyer, do you know Mr. Brooks?”
Nicholas denied it without even thinking, “I don’t know him.”
Harry didn’t really believe those words, but he tactfully said nothing after looking at Nicholas’ cold
expression mixed with a hint of anger.
Nicholas’ gloomy and icy gaze shifted from Scott to Tessa. Could she have left without a single word because of this man? But... didn‘t she say the Berlin Philharmonic fired her? So why is she performing with the Berlin Philharmonic again?
At this moment, he felt as though he had been deceived. When he thought about how Gregory could
neither eat nor sleep because of this woman, Nicholas could not suppress the rage in his heart, and the
atmosphere around him became even colder than before.
Another person entered the VIP seats at this moment. It was Harry’s wife, Georgia Gardner. She was a
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbeautiful and delicate lady.
“President Sawyer.” Georgia greeted Nicholas with a smile after Harry introduced them. She observed
Nicholas discreetly. She could sense that the man was radiating an indescribably arrogant and
domineering aura that compelled a person to submit to him.
Nicholas nodded with an indifferent expression, not wanting to talk. Knowing that Nicholas was not in a
good mood, Harry tugged at his wife so that she did not disturb Nicholas.
In the next second, Georgia’s voice sounded again in surprise. “Huh? Isn’t Annie Patel the assistant
concertmaster of the Berlin Philharmonic? Why have they replaced her tonight?”
Unfortunately, nobody could answer her doubts. The performance soon began. After the conductor
commenced the performance, the lights on the stage gradually dimmed. Only a few beams of silver light
remained, shining down on the seven leading performers standing on the stage. Under the illumination of
the lights, they were akin to pure and holy messengers of music sent by God…
A deep melody carrying a hint of cheer came from the stage, instantly attracting the audience’s attention.
Following that, a shocking auditory feast began. Many people closed their eyes and listened with bated
breath.
On the stage, Tessa was tense under the illumination of the silver ray of light. She was so nervous that
her palms were sweating profusely. Fortunately, despite her nervousness, she had no problems keeping
up with the rhythm. Nevertheless, there were some flaws to her performance.
Scott was standing next to her. Due to their proximity, he soon discovered the problem. He looked up
and glanced at the nervous-looking woman with a slight frown on his face. Then, he pressed his
bowstring more firmly against his violin to increase the volume and drowned out the problems that came
up with her playing.
Naturally, she noticed the change in his playing and glanced at him in surprise. Their gazes met. He
parted his lips and whispered soundlessly, “Relax. Enjoy the performance.”
She immediately felt grateful toward him, knowing that he was covering up for her mistakes. Closing her
eyes, she strove to calm herself down. She gradually got better under his guidance, even immersing
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Although this is not the Wiener Musikverein, I am still very satisfied. At least, I‘ve taken a small step
forward toward my dreams. So, I will treat tonight as a dream and enjoy this experience to the fullest.
It might be due to the change in mentality, for at this moment, Tessa was like a butterfly that had broken
out of its cocoon. The atmosphere around her changed, and she began to bloom with a brilliance that
belonged only to her. Her superb performance gradually attracted the audience’s attention, and they
started discussing it among themselves.
“Although this assistant concertmaster’s performance is pretty good, I still prefer Annie’s style.”
“I wonder what’s the deal with this assistant concertmaster. I didn’t hear anything about Annie leaving.”
“The Berlin Philharmonic didn’t give any notice either, even though they made a substitution on the spot.”
“Perhaps something happened at the last minute. Let’s not talk about this. We should just concentrate on
enjoying the music.”
An older man spoke up, and the chatter in the audience gradually subsided.
As Nicholas was sitting in the VIP seat on the second floor, he did not hear any of this discussion.
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