Chapter 44 Greed
Wilber's gaze gradually scattered in front of him.
With Luann at the center, the rest of the people vanished into darkness.
In his eyes, there was only that country girl he had always looked down upon.
She was radiant, flawless.
The confidence enveloping her was captivating, making it impossible to look away.
When he initially pursued Luann, it was her breathtakingly beautiful face that attracted him.
But because she never approached him and her style didn't pique his interest, he began noticing more and more of her flaws.
Until Juliet actively pursued him, and in a moment of weakness, he succumbed.
Men are carnivores, merely looking but unable to touch is not enough.
Wilber firmly believed that not a single man in the world could resist such temptation.
He had lasted a year, which was already commendable.
However,...
Why now...
He could hear his own heart pounding, feeling that all his senses were being led by the nose by Luann.
Luann closed her eyes lightly, not needing to look at the piano keys, yet perfectly harmonizing with Myron.
The two of them performed one piece after another in the music sanctuary without any opportunity for respite.
Surprisingly, despite the two thousand people in the audience, not a single person stood up.
They were even more attentive than when listening to Vincenzo 's performance!
Jealousy brimmed in Juliet's eyes, trembling all over as she sat in her chair, gripping the armrest tightly, her nails even tearing into it.
Her eyes turned red, bloodshot veins crazily spreading across them, and the tendons on her neck bulging.
The faint light illuminated her face, outlining a terrifying pallor.
"Wilber... I... suddenly feel unwell. Shall we leave first?"
Juliet pleaded with a hint of hope in her voice.
But Wilber had long been transfixed, almost drooling.
"Wilber?"
Juliet's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
She knew very well that she couldn't compare to Luann in terms of appearance.
For all these years, her confidence stemmed from the fact that she had a better life and greater abilities than Luann.
And now...
Luann had chosen this way to humiliate her, to tell her!
The piano you were proud of; I can play it too!
And even better than you!
Juliet could already imagine Wilber's renewed affection for Luann!
"Wilber? Wilber!"
Juliet anxiously called out, her voice on the verge of tears.
The person next to her couldn't bear it any longer, constantly being pulled out of the state of the music, it was truly unbearable!
"Miss, if you don't want to listen, you can leave. Can you please not disturb me?"
Juliet looked tearfully at the person, hoping to ignite his protective instinct.
But she wasn't worth his attention.
There was someone more beautiful than Juliet right in front of him.
A woman who was a thousand times more talented, he could only feel pity for Juliet if he had gone blind!
This time, Juliet no longer cried, but instead put on an indifferent face.
Wilber impatiently replied, "If you're not feeling well, why don't you leave first? I'm not a doctor, I can't treat you!"
Juliet's tears fell instantly, and she bit her lip, feeling lost.
For a moment, she couldn't decide whether to leave or stay.
Holly observed the commotion from their side quietly, a smirk of satisfaction playing on her lips.
Tsk, with Juliet's limited abilities, she still dares to compare herself to Luann.
How foolish!
Finally, after the last piano composition ended.
Luann and Myron stood up together and walked to the center of the stage, elegantly bowing.
Below, the applause resounded in unison.
Myron slightly turned his head and said, "Let's go."
"Mhmm."
Luann finished speaking and reached out her hand.
She had initially wanted Myron to hold her hand and leave, but she didn't expect him to take the lead and even walk faster than her.
Luann silently gritted her teeth.
Oh well, she'll just walk on her own.
When she stepped onto the stage, she felt that it was a bit slippery, especially since she was wearing high heels, making it hard to maintain her balance.
As expected, whatever she thought would happen, happened.
Luann initially didn't think it was a big deal and that she wouldn't fall, but her feet suddenly slipped, causing her entire body to lose control and lunge forward!
Three meters in front of her was Myron's tall figure.
The audience below gasped in surprise, standing up anxiously and staring at the scene of her about to fall miserably.
Luann closed her eyes.
Myron, who was walking ahead, seemed to sense something as he quickly turned around, taking two steps forward and reaching out his long arm, directly scooping her into his embrace!
A loud thud.
Luann's forehead hit Myron's chest, and she saw stars.
A somewhat familiar fragrance reached her nose.
Refreshing like a mountain spring, with a hint of coldness, it was invigorating.
Above her head was Myron's deliberately restrained magnetic voice, husky and alluring.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
The audience erupted in cheers below.
Luann's eyelashes fluttered in confusion. She didn't know if it was because of this man's embrace or because of the familiar scent that her heart rate soared, and she could even hear her own heartbeat pounding in her ears.
Myron thought this woman had been frightened silly, so he gently rubbed the back of her head.
Luann was startled by his unexpected action, and she was just about to struggle and scold him when Myron bent down and lifted her up like a princess!
"The floor is slippery, be careful not to fall. I'll carry you back."
Luann's face blushed, her red lips slightly parted, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.
But her breath, it felt scorching hot.
It continued...
The two figures completely disappeared, and the spectators could not bear to withdraw their gaze. They excitedly discussed the explosive topic they had just witnessed.
Backstage, Vincenzo hurriedly rushed over, pushing Myron aside.
"Go away, stay away from my apprentice!"
He vigilantly stared at Myron.
What is this guy up to?
He said he was married before and had no interest in Luann. But now that Luann is here, he keeps changing what he previously said.
Could it be that he desires Luann's beauty?
"If we go by seniority, I am her senior brother," Myron said calmly, his deep eyes gazing at Luann as if waiting for those two words.
Luann averted her gaze in a fluster, her eyes drifting.
"Old man, what are you doing? F was also trying to help me."
Vincenzo clicked his tongue and bent down, using an exasperated tone.
"Silly girl, don't let this man deceive you!"
"You don't know, he's a married man!"
"Although he looks handsome, don't fall for him!"
Luann let out a long sigh, finally releasing the weight on her mind.
"Old man, you don't have to worry."
Vincenzo pouted.
"Why not?"
"I don't need you to worry about me."
"Because, I am also married."
