Chapter 492:
“You underestimated Darren. If he masters the piece, you'll realize you have more than one resilient rival,” said
Elyse calmly.
“Humph! | doubt it!”
Vicky looked at Elyse, who was now standing at the end of the line, then turned to look at Darren, who appeared
quite pleased with his result, his grin broad and almost too bright.
Vicky looked on, her disdain palpable. What was so great about seventh place? Darren was such an idiot. She
glanced at Elyse, who was in first place—a spot she once held—and felt a surge of complex emotions.
The judges and Karl began to distribute the competition certificates for the top eight.
Karl approached Elyse with a warm smile. “From now on, you'll need to strive on the international stage. Aim for
the top,” he encouraged.
Elyse nodded earnestly. “Trust me, | will.”
As the award ceremony concluded, the audience started to leave, and the media swarmed the contestants for
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After her interview, Elyse noticed Gavin approaching with a gentle smile that made her heart skip. She kept
smiling and walked toward him.
“Where is Fiona? How could she just quit the competition?” Gavin asked.
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“I'm not sure,” Elyse responded truthfully. “After my performance, | looked for her backstage, but she wasn’t
there. | even went outside and searched for a long while but found no sign of her.”
“Did you try calling her?” Gavin inquired.
Elyse nodded. “Yes, but her phone was off.”
Gavin's smile faded. He took a few deep breaths to steady himself.
He then gently touched her hair, smiling as he spoke. “You did wonderfully today. | didn’t expect such a stellar
performance.”
“Thank you for your help and guidance,” Elyse replied, her voice filled with gratitude.
“My pleasure.” Gavin returned the smile apologetically. “I had planned a celebration with you and Fiona after the
competition. Now, | need to attend to Fiona’'s situation. We'll schedule your celebration for another time.”
“I'm not in a hurry. You should go find her now,” Elyse suggested, understanding the urgency.
Gavin nodded, swiftly grabbed his coat, and hurried out.
It was already two in the afternoon. After changing, she stepped out of the concert hall carrying a shopping bag
and her violin case. She moved at a leisurely pace. By the tshe reached the exit, only Jayden and Tracy were
there waiting, along with Shaun.
Shaun was holding onto Tracy as if he was afraid she would escape.
Elyse initially wanted to approach Tracy, but then she looked at Jayden, who had cto watch her compete.
Realizing he had made an effort, she decided to acknowledge his gesture. She then turned and walked towards
Jayden.
Jayden, sensing her lingering anger, said nothing. He silently took the violin case from her hands and held her
hand.
Shaun, gripping Tracy to prevent her escape, turned to Jayden and said, “I hope you treat your wife well and
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Jayden managed a strained smile and replied, “Thank you for looking after her.”
Feeling the pangs of hunger in her stomach, Elyse remained composed, recalling Tracy's words from the day
before. “Jayden, we need to talk when we get home.”
Jayden averted his gaze and nodded silently. “Okay. We'll talk then.”
They headed towards the parking lot together, tailed by Shaun and Tracy. Shaun's car was parked near Jayden'’s.
Meanwhile, Corrie, who had been waiting in the parking lot, observed Jayden and Elyse while holding an
intercom.
As the car cinto view, Jayden quickened his pace, eager to open the door for Elyse.
Elyse walked slowly, and within moments, Jayden was nearly twenty meters ahead.
The man beside Corrie spoke up, “It’s time. Arrange for the car accident soon, and make sure Jayden is finished.”
“Wait. | have a new plan. Let the drunk driver hit Elyse,” Corrie suddenly proposed.
The man objected, visibly upset. “Mr. Owen's order was to take Jayden’s life.”
Corrie’s eyes gleamed coldly. “If we kill Elyse, Jayden will not want to live on.”