NovelEnglish“Mr. Jarvis, the duet you and Jamie Noelle played was absolutely enchanting. I'm still lost in the melody."
"It was truly memorable."
"Given your close relationship with Jamie, do you know if she's considering taking on a protege?"
"Yeah, Mr. Jarvis, since you've already got someone in mind, we can only hope Jamie Noelle hasn't found one."
Regan said with a grin, "Honestly, it doesn't matter who you learn from. As long as you've got the drive and the right guidance; if
you're gold, you'll shine eventually."
When Alma heard the music earlier, she knew Jamie Noelle had arrived. Even though the hall was dark, she made her way to the
front of the stage, guided by the faint moonlight from outside, and could just make out Mr. Jarvis's silhouette.
But there was no Jamie Noelle on stage!
Where could she be?
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With this question nagging at her, Alma pricked up her ears and followed the music through the crowd.
When the lights con, the person closest to her was Arabella!
Although Arabella wasn't holding a violin, a servant rushed past her, clutching one.
Of course, Alma didn't think Arabella was Jamie Noelle. After all, she was already Dr. Bell and Maestro Melody, not to mention the
chess master Queena. If she added Jamie Noelle to her list of personas, wouldn't that just send her ego through the roof?
With that thought, Alma approached Arabella, taking advantage of the fact that all the guests were preoccupied with Regan and
not around her. She tilted her chin up arrogantly and challenged, "Arabella, dare you compete with me?"
Arabella, curious about her intentions, drawled, "Compete in what?"
"Isn't your violin playing supposed to be top-notch? Let's have a showdown to see who can impress Jamie Noelle enough to take
them as a protege."
Arabella found it amusing, her lips arched upwards, "Did Jamie Noelle mention she's looking for a protege?"
"Whether she is or isn't, making her want to teach us would be quite the feat. Let's see who can win her favor, her guidance, or
even becher protege first."
Arabella looked at her with interest, "Aren't you afraid Jamie Noelle might ask you to perform on the spot and you'll embarrass
yourself?"
"How do you know | haven't improved these days?" Alma retorted with a sneer, "Not everyone remains stagnant, afraid to move
forward. So, do you dare to take the challenge or not?"
In preparation for tonight, Aima's mother, Beverly Collins, had hired a couple of top masters to ensure her daughter would shine in
Jamie Noelle's presence.
She had practiced tirelessly for this moment.
"And what if you lose?" Arabella asked nonchalantly.
"Stay out of the violin scene for life and don't touch any career related to it. Do you dare?"
"That's quite a gamble," Arabella responded, unfazed.
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Just then, Regan popped up behind Arabella, "What's this? What's the fun? Can | join with you?"
"Mr. Jarvis," Alma seized the opportunity to ask, "is Jamie Noelle really looking for a talented student or protege?"
"Well, I'm not entirely sure. You want to study with Jamie Noelle?" Regan seemed perplexed. Wasn't Jamie Noelle already within
reach?
"That's right." Alma looked confidently at Arabella, "lI want to know if Jamie Noelle will choose her or me."
"Hmm, well, | can have a look for Jamie Noelle. Each of you play a piece. The guests can help judge who's more qualified."
Alma had lost to Arabella in a school competition before and had never gotten over it.
To turn the tables, she had been honing her skills and techniques diligently.
Her new mentors advised her to practice with The Life, a piece composed by Jamie Noelle and Regan, as no one else dared to
attempt it.
"How about The Life?" Alma said, chin held high, certain that Arabella wouldn't have practiced such a difficult piece in private.
Having prepared it in advance, Alma felt she had a better chance of winning.
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