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Chapter 51: A Sensation

Azura followed closely, grabbing a nearby bag and slamming it onto the thief's head, shouting angrily, "Stealing tickets, are you? Why didn't you steal my bag?! You MTD! You leave my bag and go for my tickets. I'll bash you to death!"

 

"Spare me, heroine! Spare me, hero!" the young thief begged for mercy.

 

Security guards quickly arrived, rescuing the boy from Azura and promptly detaining him.

 

"Hand over the tickets."

 

"They're in my pocket."

 

Azura unceremoniously reached into his pocket and pulled out two tickets. Upon seeing the tickets, her face turned dark.

 

One ticket's QR code was missing a small piece, while the other was intact.

 

This made Azura furious!

 

"You'll pay for my ticket! This is a diamond VIP ticket!"

 

These were hard to get!

 

The young thief's eyes flashed with regret upon hearing it was a diamond VIP ticket. But it wasn't the damaged ticket he regretted; it was missing the chance to make a fortune.

 

If he hadn't been caught today, just one diamond VIP ticket could have fetched him tens of thousands.

 

The thief was taken away by the police.

 

Azura was disheartened and upset.

 

Zuri handed her the intact ticket. "The concert is about to start. You should go in."

 

She didn't care about watching the concert.

 

After all, she wasn't an Owen fan.

 

But Azura thought differently. They had come together, and leaving her friend outside while she went in felt disloyal.

 

"Forget it, I'm not going either."

 

Saying this pained her heart deeply.

 

This was Owen's concert, the one she had been eagerly anticipating.

 

"Don't." Zuri thought for a moment, then approached the ticket counter with the damaged ticket. "This ticket is real. You can check it. It got torn during the robbery. Can you make an exception?"

 

The ticket inspector shook his head. "No."

 

"It was stolen right at the entrance. You saw it happen. The ticket is real." Azura joined in persuading.

 

But no matter what they said, the inspector wouldn't budge.

 

"The concert is starting. Go in. I'll be fine." Zuri pushed her forward.

 

Azura, thinking of something, pulled out her phone and muttered angrily, "It's all because of that phone call. I'll deal with that person now."

 

Farida had made several calls with no answer. Just as she and Isaac were about to give up, Azura called back.

 

They exchanged surprised glances, and Farida put the call on speaker.

 

"Azura, it's Farida."

 

Azura frowned, "Farida?"

 

She wasn't familiar with her, so why was she calling?

 

Azura was already irritated and said, "You better have a good reason, or you'll be sorry."

 

"I have something very, very important. Can you give me Zuri's number? I need to find her urgently."

 

"You're looking for Zuri?" Azura looked at Zuri suspiciously.

 

Zuri took the phone from her. "This is Zuri."

 

Isaac spoke up, "Hello, Zuri. I'm Owen's manager, Isaac. Here's the thing, Owen needs a piano accompanist for his concert. He heard you play and thought you were excellent. Could you help us and accompany Owen for one song? Just one song. Can you do it?"

 

Accompanying, she intended to refuse.

 

But…

 

She glanced at the dejected Azura beside her and replied calmly, "Okay."

 

Isaac finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you. Where are you now?"

 

"At the C entrance. You need to send someone to get us."

 

"Alright, no problem."

 

Zuri handed the phone back to Azura. "You don't need to call your uncle anymore."

 

Soon, a staff member hurried over, spoke to the ticket inspector, and let both of them in.

 

"What's going on?" Azura asked curiously.

 

"They seem to be short a pianist, so they're asking me to fill in."

 

Azura excitedly grabbed her hand. "Does this mean you'll be close to Owen?"

 

Zuri nodded.

 

Azura was thrilled. "Zuri, you're so lucky. Your first concert and you get to be close to your idol. Such divine luck."

 

One was overjoyed, while the other remained indifferent, showing no excitement or joy.

 

Entering the backstage area, they were greeted by a bustling scene. People hurried back and forth, seemingly chaotic yet orderly. Zuri was led to the innermost dressing room.

 

"You're Zuri, right?" Isaac examined the girl before him. She was unexpectedly beautiful, her exquisite features perfect for a star.

 

A promising talent!

 

"Yes, I am."

 

"Can you play Chopin's C minor? The piece you played in Windsor Academy's piano room half a month ago."

 

Without responding, Zuri sat at the piano, her slender fingers dancing over the black and white keys. The melodious sound flowed gently, bringing a serene and harmonious aura. Those in the room unconsciously slowed their actions, and their anxious, tense expressions relaxed.

 

Yes, this was the sound!

 

After confirming, Isaac immediately called for makeup and stylists. "Quick, get her ready, change her outfit."

 

Staff brought a row of high-end evening gowns. The designer immediately chose a white one. Her clear, bright eyes would perfectly complement the white gown.

 

The staff presented the gown to Zuri, who glanced at it and said, "No."

 

The designer urged, "Sweetie, you'll look stunning in this white gown."

 

The gown was beautiful, but she didn't like white.

 

Too cold!

 

Zuri's gaze swept over the rack and stopped at a red gown. "That one."

 

The designer dramatically covered his mouth. "Oh my! Sweetie, red is too bold. You're too young to pull it off. It will only make you look gaudy."

 

Despite the designer's persuasion, Zuri insisted on the red gown. The designer had no choice but to have an assistant take it down and lead her to change.

 

When the dressing room door opened, designer Pablo, seeing her, covered his mouth, exclaiming, "Oh my God!!!"


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Chapter 52: Talent

Her shoulders were partly exposed, and the gracefully curved neckline of her gown clung to her shapely figure. The fiery red dress complemented her snow-white skin, which seemed to radiate a faint glow.

 

The fine pleats at the hem of the long dress rippled with her movements, creating waves of elegance. The golden threads at the dress's end shimmered under the light like starlight, twinkling brilliantly.

 

Pablo's exclamation drew many eyes to Zuri, and everyone was captivated by her stunning appearance.

 

"Oh my God! Darling, you are so beautiful! You look like an angel. This gown was made for you," Pablo praised extravagantly.

 

The praised individual remained as calm as water, as if the compliments were not directed at her.

 

Such remarks were common among the staff, but this was the first time they felt so accurate. The evening gown indeed seemed custom-made for her, leaving everyone in awe.

 

"Sweetie, let me do your makeup. I promise you'll dazzle everyone tonight," Pablo said enthusiastically.

 

As his fingers touched her skin, he marveled again, "Oh, darling! Your skin is incredible. So full of collagen—no amount of whitening treatments or collagen fillers could achieve this level of perfection."

 

"My God! Darling, you are just perfect."

 

Zuri felt a surge of awkwardness, her brow twitching in irritation. Finally, she could bear it no longer.

 

"Shut up!"

 

Her cold eyes shot a sharp glare, locking onto Pablo's elongated eyes through the makeup mirror.

 

Pablo was stunned, not frightened, but even more excited.

 

That piercing gaze, that powerful look, instantly sparked countless ideas in his mind. His eyes became focused and sharp, and he concentrated fully, his brush working swiftly on her face like a painter on a canvas.

 

While he worked diligently, Zuri intently studied the sheet music, silently playing the notes in her mind.

 

When he finally stepped back, the makeup was complete.

 

The assistant gasped at the sight of the glamorous and noble woman in the mirror, her mouth agape, unable to close.

 

Pablo admired his work, "Oh, darling, stand up and let everyone see."

 

The surrounding people, initially dismissive, glanced casually, but that single glance held their attention.

 

There were gasps of astonishment. The word "stunning" couldn't capture the unique and striking beauty of the woman before them.

 

She didn't look like an accompanist; she appeared to be the star of the show.

 

Isaac entered the dressing room, shouting, "Is she ready yet? Jing needs to..."

 

His words trailed off as he saw Zuri.

 

Whoa!!!

 

The pretty girl had transformed into a devastatingly beautiful enchantress.

 

After his initial shock, Isaac scrutinized her face, feeling a strange familiarity but couldn't recall where he'd seen her before.

 

He shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it.

 

There wasn't time to think about other matters now.

 

"Miss Zuri, please come with me. Owen wants to see you."

 

Isaac led her to another dressing room where the staff were bustling around one person.

 

The person stood with their back to them, tall and elegant, exuding a cold and noble aura.

 

"Owen, Zuri is here."

 

Owen turned around, his deep black eyes resting on the girl before him. His heart fluttered, and a faint sense of familiarity arose, drawing him closer.

 

This feeling was abrupt and strange, but not unpleasant.

 

His cool, handsome face softened, and his sharp gaze turned gentle. His magnetic voice became low and tender, "Shall we try it?"

 

He glanced at the piano beside him.

 

"Okay." Zuri didn't refuse.

 

Isaac was surprised to see Owen so gentle. This ancestor had never been so kind to anyone.

 

Could it be that he was being extra gentle because she was pretty?

 

Seated at the piano, she didn't look at the sheet music. She played with her eyes closed, hitting every note perfectly, though the tempo was slightly fast—hard to notice without careful listening.

 

When the last note faded, everyone in the room looked at her with admiration.

 

As the final rest ended, Owen opened his eyes. His icy tone softened when he met Zuri's gaze, "You were half a beat too fast. Adjust it during the performance."

 

"Okay," Zuri replied obediently.

 

Isaac smiled, "Very impressive, Zuri. You must be a loyal fan of Owen's to play this piece so well. You must have practiced a lot."

 

"It's my first time playing it," Zuri responded honestly.

 

Isaac: ...

 

Everyone else: ...

 

"First time?" Isaac's voice rose slightly.

 

Yeah, right!

 

How could it be the first time!

 

Don't tell me you memorized the sheet music after one glance and played it perfectly.

 

"Yes. It's the first time I've seen this sheet music."

 

Facing Zuri's clear, water-like eyes, Isaac was dumbfounded.

 

"You memorized it in such a short time?" His voice was full of amazement.

 

Zuri nodded.

 

Everyone looked at her with admiration.

 

Such memory, such talent—if she pursued further studies, she would undoubtedly become a great pianist.

 

After the guest performance, Owen went back on stage. Zuri stayed in the back corner, watching the front stage. As Owen appeared, the stadium erupted in cheers and shouts.

 

The stage lights dimmed, and his magnetic voice resonated, causing the noisy stadium to fall silent, everyone listening intently to the captivating voice.

 

It was Zuri's first time hearing Owen's song.

 

The song felt familiar, as if she had heard it in her buried memories.

 

The memory was distant and fuzzy.

 

Maybe in a previous life, she had heard his song and forgotten.

 

"Zuri, here you are. You need to get ready; you're up next." A staff member pulled Zuri away.

 

"Do you have a mask?" Zuri suddenly asked.

 

Pablo, hearing her request, had a bad feeling. "Darling, what are you planning? It can't be what I'm thinking, can it? Oh, if it is, that would be terrible."

 

"Exactly what you think." Zuri smiled.

 

"Oh my God! Darling, your beautiful face should be seen by everyone. Hiding it is a waste." Pablo tried to dissuade her.

 

Seeing the crowded stadium, Zuri grew cautious. The Lin family had not yet fallen, and past debts were still unpaid.

 

Being high-profile meant attracting attention, which would hinder her future actions.


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