Chapter 232

Vivian Laurent gazed at Victoria Roscente with calm, unreadable eyes.

She wanted to see how skilled the disciple of Maestro Fredette truly was.

That man had disappeared completely after losing to her two years ago. Pathetic.

Victoria sat gracefully before the crystal grand piano, her slender fingers dancing across the keys.

She'd deliberately chosen a technically demanding piece, the notes flying by in a dazzling blur.

"My God, I've practiced this for ten years and still can't play it properly."

"That finger speed is inhuman. Vivian doesn't stand a chance."

"Truly worthy of Maestro Fredette's student."

The surrounding praise made Victoria's lips curve slightly.

But in her moment of distraction, a single note slipped past.

The tempo in the climax was too fast—her fingers trembled slightly.

Though the mistake lasted only half a beat, Vivian's sharp ears caught it.

"Magnificent!"

"This was the piece that made Maestro Fredette famous, wasn't it?"

Even the judges on the phone praised enthusiastically.

Victoria smirked at Vivian. "Your turn."

She didn't believe Vivian could surpass her.

Ethan Roscente clenched his fists nervously.

Piano was Victoria's forte. Could Vivian win?

Even if she lost...

He silently vowed to find her no matter what.

Yet Vivian remained composed.

"No rush."

Victoria raised an eyebrow. "Afraid?"

"I just want to point out your mistakes first."

Victoria's heart skipped a beat.

Had she noticed?