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As Isabella hesitated, whispers started among some of the guests. If Andrew’s girlfriend couldn’t even play the piano, it would indeed be quite embarrassing. With this in mind, the scrutiny from the crowd intensified. Being Andrew’s girlfriend, Isabella was always under close watch. Any slip-up would be highly noticeable.
Andrew’s expression darkened, and he exuded a forbidding presence. This abrupt change alarmed Courtney, and she felt the intense pressure of his stern look, nearly overwhelming her. Tatiana grasped Courtney’s hand firmly.
Despite Andrew’s daunting aura, Tatiana did not let this moment pass without challenging Isabella. With a friendly tone, she said, “It looks like Isabella isn’t quite ready yet. Hopefully, we’ll get to hear her play next time.” The kind words appeared to offer Isabella an escape, yet they only strengthened the impression that she lacked any piano skills.
A few smirks appeared among the audience. How could Andrew have chosen such a partner? They had anticipated that he would choose a partner as remarkable and multi-skilled as himself.
“Alright, since everyone is so keen to hear me play, I’ll try,” Isabella said confidently, approaching the piano and sitting down. She positioned herself gracefully, her delicate hands poised on the keys. Soon, a well-known and powerful tune began to resonate from the piano.
Could this be… The audience’s eyes widened in shock. Courtney was equally surprised. Isabella had chosen to perform the same piece that Courtney had just played! This composition was well-known for its complexity. Why had Isabella picked this one?
Although they performed the same music, the experiences were worlds apart. Courtney’s rendition was technically flawless but emotionally flat, rendering it somewhat robotic—similar to many other pianists. Isabella, in contrast, infused her playing with a unique personal touch. Her rendition was emotionally rich, seamlessly transitioning between soft and powerful moments, captivating everyone’s hearts.
The contrast in their abilities was glaring! Courtney felt sweat dampen her forehead. She was gripped by panic. She had only performed half of the piece earlier because the latter section was exceptionally challenging, so challenging that it was seldom played. Yet, Isabella was now effortlessly progressing into this difficult part.
The mesmerizing piano melody, unfamiliar to many, enthralled the audience. As the last note lingered, the hall fell into a profound silence. It was only when Isabella rose from the piano that the spell broke, and the hall erupted in applause. The way they viewed Isabella had transformed.
“Incredible! It’s clear why she’s Mr. Klein’s partner. She plays even better than Courtney!”
“Yes, Courtney only played half the piece, but Isabella played it all the way through. It’s rare to see that kind of talent these days.”
“Indeed. How could Mr. Klein’s girlfriend be anything but exceptional?”
The guests began to lavish praise on Isabella, their gazes filled with admiration for her. Clearly, being Andrew’s girlfriend meant she was no ordinary person.
Overwhelmed by all the compliments, Courtney felt faint and nearly collapsed. A tightness in her chest made her feel uncomfortable.
How was this happening? She was baffled. Isabella could paint, was knowledgeable about antiques, and could play the piano as well? Was there something she didn’t know? Courtney’s face lost color, and Tatiana helped her up, murmuring, “Courtney, take it easy. I’ve just come across some fresh details about Isabella. I’ll fill you in later. We’ve got other ways to ruin her.”
Hearing these words, Courtney managed to compose herself and nodded. Isabella rejoined Andrew, and together they became the focal point of the entire banquet, receiving praises from all corners. Tatiana observed this, her jealousy mounting.
Given that this was a gathering for the entertainment industry, many attendees who met Isabella eagerly presented her with opportunities for her artists.
Would Edge Entertainment outdo Global Entertainment someday? No, she was determined to prevent that!
Andrew was busy introducing Isabella to various guests. The event proved to be extremely productive. Some guests were even eager to discuss partnerships with Isabella right then and there. Many did that merely because of her connection with Andrew, thinking that a recommendation from Isabella would clinch a deal with him.
Yet, as they conversed with Isabella, they started to view her differently.
“I hadn’t realized you are so knowledgeable, Miss Patton. Quite remarkable for your age!”
Isabella offered a slight smile, exchanged a few courteous phrases, and after cementing the deal, the individual departed, making room for others to approach her.
“Miss Patton, I’ve always respected Edge Entertainment and have been looking to work with you,” a man said with a smile. “Take a look; this is our latest fashion show. We’d like to have one of your artists participate, and we’ve already selected someone.”
“Sure, who have you chosen?”
“Maxine.”
Maxine, not just an actress but also an ex-model, was known for her striking figure. Isabella considered briefly before responding, “Alright.” Their discussion progressed smoothly.
In the midst of their talk, Isabella spotted a familiar figure from the corner of her eye.
Susan?
Without thinking, Isabella dashed in that direction. Yet, when she arrived, there was nobody there. Isabella found it odd. Had she imagined it?
Andrew noticed her unusual behavior. “What’s going on? Isabella?”
“I thought I saw Susan,” Isabella said, touching her forehead. “I’ve been seeing things that aren’t there lately. Susan shouldn’t be here.”
“Could it be you’re just exhausted?” Andrew asked, concerned.
“I think I’m alright,” Isabella reassured, and they both left the area together.
The figure who had been hiding behind the pillar now stepped forward, watching Isabella leave with tears forming in her eyes. Isabella seemed to be doing fine, and having Andrew with her was comforting.
With a slight smile, Susan exited the banquet. She had attended the event today with her fianc? for some networking. She had already made their relationship official; she had no other options.
In a spacious private room filled with strangers, Susan sat next to her fianc?. Then, unexpectedly, the one sitting on her other side laid a hand on her leg. Startled, Susan let out a cry.
“What happened?” Onyx Norris inquired.
Susan glanced at the middle-aged man next to her, who pretended as if nothing unusual had occurred, and she clenched her teeth, dismissing it as nothing. Yet, the man’s hand wandered over again shortly after. Abruptly, the water Susan was holding spilled, causing the man to yelp as the hot water scalded his hand.
The people nearby immediately showed concern, and Susan offered a forced apology. The man shot a chilly look at Susan. He left to rinse his hand.
Feeling uneasy, Susan thought about telling Onyx she was leaving, but he stood and headed to the restroom before she could speak. Left with no choice, Susan waited.
The middle-aged man returned quickly and grabbed her hand, whispering in her ear, “Susan, I’d advise you to be obedient.”
“I’m Onyx’s fianc?e!” Susan said, her voice shaking, stunned by the man’s boldness. Was he not concerned about being seen?
“Onyx? Don’t you understand his reasons for bringing you here?” The middle-aged man’s sinister smile sent shivers down Susan’s spine. Overwhelmed, she replayed the man’s recent actions in her mind—actions Onyx seemed completely oblivious to. Could it really be that he brought her here merely for entertaining another man?
Disillusionment gripped her as she considered Onyx’s true nature, so different from the good man she had believed him to be. After she left the Riggs family behind, the last thing she had expected was to be treated like a pawn in someone else’s game.
“I am a member of the Riggs family. If my father finds out about this, he won’t let you get away with it,” Susan asserted, clenching her teeth in defiance.
“Your father?” The man’s laugh was scornful. “The only child he cares about is your younger sister. You really think you matter? Everyone knows there’s only one treasured young lady in the Riggs family.”
His words hit Susan like a physical blow, knocking the breath from her lungs. She wanted to scream at him, to deny it, but the bitter truth was undeniable. Yes, there was only one treasured young lady in the Riggs family—and it wasn’t her.
A familiar ache settled in her chest, the realization tearing at her already wounded heart.
The man leaned closer, his breath foul against her cheek. “Stick with me, and maybe I’ll offer you some protection—something that loser Onyx could never do.”
Susan’s stomach turned, bile rising in her throat. The revulsion she felt was so strong that it left her numb. What was the point of it all? Was this the fate of her life—to be bartered, bought, and sold like some object?
She shuddered, the thought of death almost feeling like a release from this nightmare. Despair filled her eyes, yet the man had the audacity to grab her waist. With a surge of repulsion, Susan shoved him back hard.
The sharp sound of a slap echoed as the man struck her face. Susan stood frozen, shock overtaking her senses. Sneering, he barked, “Be smarter. You know why you’re here. Now, pour me a drink!”
The room was full of people, yet no one dared to speak up for Susan. Their silence was damning, a sign of their complicity. They had seen this kind of thing happen so often that they had grown desensitized, numb to the cruelty unfolding before them.
“Who are you asking to pour you a drink?” a cold voice suddenly cut through the tense air. Heads turned toward the door, where a tall, slender figure stepped into the room. His appearance commanded immediate attention. The man was strikingly handsome, with a refined face adorned by golden glasses that lent him a sophisticated air. But his eyes, sharp and frigid, carried a chilling intensity that seemed to drop the temperature in the room by several degrees.
“Mr. Patton?” the middle-aged man uttered in shock at the sight of Dane. He quickly shifted his demeanor, stumbling over his words as he said, “Mr. Patton, what brings you here unexpectedly? If I’d known you were coming, I would’ve prepared properly!”
Ignoring the pleasantries, Dane stepped forward, his presence commanding. “Let me ask you again—who are you asking to pour you a drink?”
The middle-aged man blinked, stunned by the fury in Dane’s eyes. Why was he so angry? He hesitated for a moment but answered instinctively, “Susan…”
“Then pour it for him,” Dane commanded, his gaze shifting to Susan.
Susan’s heart sank. She had never expected Dane to appear here, and when she saw him, she wished the floor would open up and swallow her whole. Her face burned with embarrassment. Now, his order for her to pour the drink struck her like a blow.
Had Dane come here just to humiliate her? Without a flicker of emotion on her face, Susan rose slowly to her feet and poured the drink for the middle-aged man. Dane watched her with a steely gaze, then suddenly snorted in displeasure. “Who told you to pour like that?”
Without warning, he snatched the bottle from Susan’s hand and forcefully jammed its top into the middle-aged man’s mouth. Dane’s gaze was unrelenting, his sharp, cold eyes locking onto the man with a chilling intensity. “You like to drink, don’t you? Then drink it all!” he commanded, his voice icy.
The bottle was full of strong liquor, and the middle-aged man’s eyes widened in terror. His face twisted in panic, but under Dane’s icy stare, he had no choice. His throat burned as the alcohol flooded down his throat. The heat from the liquor felt like it was scorching his insides.
The moment Dane released his grip, the man staggered backward, coughing violently before he doubled over, vomiting onto the floor. His body convulsed as he tried to regain his breath. Yet before he could recover, Dane snapped his fingers crisply. “Bring another case,” he ordered.
His assistant, without hesitation, hurried to fetch it, leaving the room in a tense, suffocating silence. No one dared to speak. The onlookers averted their eyes, fearful of becoming targets of Dane’s wrath.
Susan stood off to the side, feeling disconnected from everything around her. The scene played out like a grotesque d?j? vu. This wasn’t the first time she had witnessed such cold indifference from businessmen like these. Moments later, the assistant returned with a full case of liquor. The middle-aged man looked at it with dread, his body already trembling. His face turned ashen; if he drank this much, he was certain he would die.
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