"I'm missing you here, and the top three of this year's piano competition have been announced. The folks under me did the judging. They say this year's entries aren’t all that. I'll send them over for you to check out."
"Alright." Arabella was also one of the top judges, but she rarely got involved in the judging process, leaving it to her subordinates.
Solterra held a piano competition every year, but this year there were fewer participants as most of them ran off to compete internationally.
"The one who got the first place did so largely because of his family's reputation, plus the other entries were pretty subpar, so he just barely grabbed the first place. Second place is a pity. The first half of his piece was boring and the latter part wasn't performed well. The climax was okay, but I feel like he added too much. Kind of unnecessary! And the third place, well, let's not even talk about that."
"Okay, I'll listen." Even though Arabella didn't participate in the judging, she needed to know what stage the competition was at and who the talents were this year.
When she opened the audio sent by Grandpa Jarvis, she saw Serena's name.
Serena won first place?
The piece did sound pretty bland.
When she clicked on the second place, she was surprised. Yolanda?!
Why did this piece sound so familiar?
Arabella smirked, closed her laptop, and didn't bother listening any further.
On the other side.
Attlee was sitting in the lounge on the first floor of Allbara Investment, his eyes fixed on the elevator.
He had been waiting since morning until noon for Dylan to show up, enduring his growling stomach, waiting for this moment.
At this point, he was about to pass out from hunger!
No one invited him upstairs; not even a cup of water was offered to him!
He couldn't help but approach the reception with a cautious smile on his face: "Excuse me, may I know if Mr. Dylan has finished his meeting?"
It's been from morning till now; surely he couldn't have been in a meeting the whole day!
The card fell to the ground, attracting quite a few onlookers.
"Mr. Murphy, this is blatant bribery; you'll get me fired!" Mario was furious.
"Mario."
Mario quickly shook off his hand and followed Dylan's steps, as if eager to distance himself from him.
"Mario, wait for me." Attlee didn't care about his current embarrassing situation; he picked up the card from the ground and followed them. Seeing them get into the car, Attlee quickly got into a taxi and said, "Follow that car."
Inside the private room of the restaurant.
Arabella had been waiting for a while. Seeing Dylan in a formal suit, she couldn't help but tease, "You're more and more like a CEO now."
"Boss, you're making fun of me again." After Dylan entered, he put the report aside and took out the gift. "This is something I specially got for you."
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