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Xaviera Evans slowly walked onto the stage, “Everyone knows that I didn’t make it to the finals before, and I haven’t touched the violin much in the past three years. So, my level is still the sa as three years ago. If my performance isn’t up to par, I hope Mr. Martin and Miss Woods won’t be disappointed, and spare so face, okay?”
Maxwellx Martin laughed disdainfully: “Miss Evans need not worry. I am a judge, and my comnts represent professional criticism. That is beyond doubt.”
His words were ambiguous. He did not say he wouldn’t criticize Xaviera, rely that he would give a professional critique, which ant, even if he said unpleasant words, it would be about the music, not aid at her personally.
Moreover, he was quite confident that Xaviera’s level was definitely not comparable to Zara Woods.
Zara Woods hung her head low, a smug smile spreading across her face. After the banquet, all of Libanan would know that Xaviera Evans was ignorant and incompetent, a total waste!
What right did such a woman have to be Mrs. Mat? Only she, Zara Woods, was worthy of standing by Caleb Mat’s side and being his only woman!
Xaviera picked up the violin, thought for a few seconds, then elegantly lifted her head, revealing her extraordinary contours. At that mont, beautiful notes flowed from her fingertips.
Everyone held their breath.
Everyone closed their eyes, quietly savoring the beautiful music. Sotis they seed to be drifting on a small boat in the vast sea, other tis they were lying in a grass field, counting the stars in the sky. The soothing music, like a gentle stream, flowed into everyone’s heart, stirring a faint sadness.
Then, soone reacted: “Xaviera’s performance… is quite good!”
“Indeed! It’s really beautiful. Miss Evans hasn’t perford for three years, yet she can play at this level, she’s truly a genius!”
“However, it’s still a bit worse than Miss Woods.”
Zara Woods chose to play a light-hearted piece, which easily lifted the atmosphere on such a day. However, a sorrowful piece like this was more suitable for a quiet concert hall or a musical concert.
Maxwellx Martin frowned and spoke unpleasantly: “It’s passable, but with this level, she wouldn’t qualify for international competitions. It’s normal that Miss Evans didn’t advance to the finals, she simply isn’t eligible.”
A smile tugged at Zara Woods’s lips: “Mr. Martin, Xaviera’s performance was quite good! Maybe your standards are just too high, but she is not as useless as rumors claim.”
As she finished speaking, she turned to Caleb Mat, her voice shy: “Ah… Mr. Mat, what do you think? How do you find Xaviera’s performance?”
Caleb Mat lazily leaned back in his chair, slowly lifting his gaze.
For so reason, everyone felt a sense of pressure that made it hard to breathe.
Caleb Mat glanced at Xaviera and casually responded: “Average.”
Zara Woods looked up in surprise.
Caleb said… Xaviera’s performance was average?
Indeed, Xaviera’s level was not as good as hers. No wonder she couldn’t catch Caleb’s eye. She believed that soon, Caleb would grow tired of her.
Initially, those few people thought Xaviera’s performance wasn’t bad. But once Caleb made his opinion known, they all fell silent.
Maxwellx Martin gained confidence, “Mr. Mat also thinks Miss Evans’s violin skills are average?”
Caleb Mat glanced at him with indifference, chuckled coldly, and didn’t answer his question. His deanor hinted that he found it tireso to even speak with him.
Zara Woods spoke gently: “Mr. Mat, Xaviera hasn’t perford for three years. It’s normal for her skills to have fallen off.”
The woman beside Zara Woods imdiately fawned: “Miss Woods, you also haven’t played for three years, yet you are still so excellent.”
Zara Woods blushed and laughed: “I’m different from Xaviera.”
Their comnts instantly put Zara Woods on a pedestal, while pushing Xaviera onto the ground.
Zara Woods looked triumphantly at Xaviera, today she finally won. Sooner or later, Caleb would grow tired of Xaviera and reject her, she believed that day was not far away.
Xaviera was oblivious to the discussions offstage, she was just engrossed in her performance, pouring her feelings into every note.
As Zara Woods’s voice faded away, the originally lancholic lody suddenly beca fervent, as if one was at a live concert, listening to the world’s top performance.
Everyone was astonished.
The smile on Zara Woods’s face gradually faded.
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