Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight novel Chapter 502

Chapter 502 Notes in the Air, Secrets on the Wind

When Landon and Ms, Tessa arrived at TS Entertainment, Ysabel was in the middle of recording. Nathaniel stood guard outside the booth like a loyal watchdog–he hadn’t taken a single step away.

Ysabel was doing well. Her tone was clear, her control excellent–she really did have talent, and her voice was a natural gift.

When she noticed Ms. Tessa had arrived, she waited until she finished recording a segment before pulling off her headphones and stepping out of the booth.

“Tessa! You’re finally here–I thought you weren’t coming!” she said excitedly.

“Why so clingy? Isn’t Nathaniel here with you?”

“How could Nathaniel possibly replace you in my heart? When you’re here, I feel way more grounded.”

“I just got held up a bit.”

Ms. Tessa walked over and tapped a few keys. The segment Ysabel had just recorded played through the speakers.

It was the first time Ysabel had heard her own voice like this. She looked a little embarrassed.

It was only thirty–eight seconds long, but once it ended, she looked visibly anxious.

“So? Was it bad?”

“Ysabel, I knew you had talent! Honestly, this is the best thing I’ve ever heard!” Nathaniel jumped in with over–the–top praise.

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Okay, that was a bit much.

“Nathaniel, could you not exaggerate so much? I know where I stand–I’m not clueless.” His compliments were making her cringe more than anything.

“I’m being serious. I don’t care what anyone else says. To me, you’re the best.”

Ysabel’s cheeks turned red.

She was so used to Nathaniel’s sarcastic jabs that hearing him say something like this actually made her uncomfortable.

“Nathaniel, do you have to be like this? It’s weirding me out.”

“What? You’re uncomfortable with compliments? So you want me to go back to being mean?”

He was trying so hard to change for her–wasn’t that worth something?

“You know what? You should just stop talking.”

She didn’t want to hear another word of nonsense from him.

Nathaniel looked utterly defeated.

He’d been standing outside this studio for hours, waiting while she recorded and now, just because M Tessa showed up, she was tossing him aside like nothing. So unfair.

“Tessa, what do you

think? How did I do?”

Landon and Nathaniel weren’t professionals. She needed a real opinion.

“Not bad at all.”

Ysabel had a beautiful voice, and she’d clearly been putting in the effort. Her progress these past few weeks had been obvious.

When Tessa praised her, she finally relaxed.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“You did sing pretty well. When your album’s done, I’ll bring it to your father and let him listen,” Landon added.

“Thanks, Uncle.”

That was a rare thing–her uncle didn’t often hand out compliments like this. He must’ve genuinely meant it.

Satisfied, Ysabel’s confidence visibly lifted.