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Chapter 1001

Oh, yes, Serena Collins!

“Serena, what’s your take on this?”

Not only did Nancy fail to grasp Serena’s point, but she also called her out in

front of everyone, “You’re worldly-wise, so tell me, is Mirabelle a man or a

woman, old or young? Moreover, is this landscape painting the work of

Mirabelle?”

Serena, having been singled out, reluctantly stood up. Her gaze shifted to

Arabella; in front of all these people, she simply couldn’t bring herself to call her

sister.

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Fortunately, Arabella didn’t seem to take her seriously, appearing nonchalant.

“Mirabelle is a woman, and her age is indeed not that old,’ Serena said

grudgingly, casting a glance at Arabella.

If she lied, wouldn’t Arabella throw the evidence right in her face in front of

everyone?

A long time ago, when George and Jennifer visited the Collins family, they had

personally confirmed that Arabella was the renowned painter Mirabelle and the

calligrapher Labella. If Serena tried to bluff now, she would be the one to lose

face.

Rather than embarrassing herself, it was better to let her friend Nancy bear the

brunt.

“Mirabelle is a woman? Just like the straight-A student said?”

“So, is Nancy lying?”

“Are you saying Nancy is trying to put on a brave face?”

Weren’t Nancy and Serena good friends? Why would Serena personally

embarrass her?

Whispers spread through the crowd.

Nancy clearly couldn’t believe that Serena would disgrace her in front of so

many people.

That was not what friends did!

“Serena, didn’t your family spend ten million dollars on a painting by Mirabelle a

year ago?” Suddenly, someone remembered this and hurriedly asked Serena.

Serena gladly changed the subject, “Yes, our family did indeed purchase a

painting by Mirabelle for ten million dollars last year.”

“Serena, your family is so rich, just buying a ten million dollar painting like that.

The McMillian family can afford ten million, and so can you. No wonder you two

could become in-laws.”

People started to flatter again.

Serena felt a bit uneasy. She was afraid Arabella would publicly expose her

fake-rich-girl act, and even more afraid Arabella would deny her engagement to

Romeo. So, she preempted, “Alright, the competition is about to start.

Let’s focus on that.”

“Serena, since your family has bought Mirabelle’s work, can you tell us, does

Mirabelle really not give any discounts?” Someone else asked.

Serena looked at Arabella again, reluctantly admitting, “When she says no

discounts, there are no discounts.”

Everyone was surprised that the straight-A student was more knowledgeable

than Nancy and was on the same level as Serena. In contrast, Nancy seemed a

bit pitiful and pathetic.

Nancy couldn’t understand why Serena wouldn’t help her. Serena could only

quietly make up an excuse to divert her.

And the people from Westerly College, looking at Arabella, were all full of

admiration.

The straight-A student was really impressive.

She easily embarrassed the people from Summerfield College!

“Arabella, you’re amazing!”

No wonder President Barton personally chose her to lead the team. She truly

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The talent competition was about to take off in a blink.

The first round was all about musical instruments. Serena, one of the shining

stars from Summerfield College, took the stage for a violin performance.

Sitting among the audience, Arabella was first disturbed by the deafening

applause and cheers. Soon, however, she found herself more annoyed by the

discordant violin melodies.

It turned out that Serena’s violin performance was even more displeasing than

her piano playing.

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Thankfully, the performer on stage soon changed, and the music gradually took

a turn for the better.

As Arabella juggled her work on her phone and the violin melody, she lifted her

gaze, intending to give her eyes a break. To her surprise, Alma Collins was

standing under the spotlight, violin in hand!

Alma, with one hand on the violin and one on the bow, was an image of ecstasy.

Her performance was so enchanting that it set the whole audience ablaze.

She was indeed another shining star from Summerfield College, often compared

to Serena. Both of them were not only exceptionally beautiful but also extremely

talented.

But to Arabella, Alma’s violin performance was just barely passable.

Arabella continued working on her phone until Alma finished her piece, earning

high praise from the judges.

The applause from the audience was like rolling thunder, wave after wave,

seemingly endless.

With a radiant smile, Alma took the microphone and announced, “While we have

contestants from many prestigious schools today, the competitor I was most

looking forward to facing didn’t participate. I don’t want to leave with regrets,

especially since she tried to come to Summerfield College. I’d like to invite her to

take the stage and show us all her unique talents.”

With that, she directly called out Arabella.

Everyone was left stunned. Alma, the darling of Summerfield College, had just

challenged the top scholar from Westerly College!

Her confident smile carried the aura of a winner as the spotlight began its hunt

for Arabella.

The atmosphere was electric.

“Alma dares to challenge the best student.” someone from Westerly College

gasped. “Even if Arabella can play the violin, it’s unacceptable for Alma to spring

this on us without any notice. This is a total lack of respect!”

“She’s clearly trying to put Arabella in a difficult position and make Westerly

College look bad. She definitely has ulterior motives.”

“This is outrageous!”

Finally, the spotlight found Arabella, drawing many eyes to her.

The short-haired girl next to Arabella offered, “Let me go up. Although my major

is piano, I do know a bit about the violin”

Anything was better than going up there knowing nothing at all.

“It all comes down to whether our top scholar dares to accept the challenge.”

The host, who was the president of the Summerfield College student council,

said passionately. “Let’s give a big round of applause to encourage her!”

The applause was deafening. All eyes were on Arabella.

Westerly College’s students were growing anxious. “They’re being too much.

As the hosts, they should at least try to smooth things over instead of egging

everyone on.”

“Arabella, you didn’t sign up for the competition. You can totally refuse.”

Having just finished her work, Arabella stood up casually, “Sure, I can play

along.

The girl beside her was about to dissuade her when Arabella took the violin from

her hands, saying, “I’ll just borrow this for a bit.”

“No.” the girl nervously whispered, “This is a cheap violin. It won’t sound as

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Who didn’t know the wealth of the Collins family? They indulged in only the best.

“It’s no problem,’ Arabella said, clutching her violin as she ascended the stage.

The crowd’s jeers escalated. They hadn’t expected the straight-A scholar to

have such courage to accept the challenge so readily.

This competition was shaping up to be quite the spectacle.

The applause from the audience was like a wave, one crashing after another.

Perhaps not expecting Arabella to accept the challenge, Alma seemed even

more smug.

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It wasn’t enough to be brave on such a grand occasion. The potential

humiliation could spread to her family, to Westerly College, people would laugh

at the straight-A student, wouldn’t they?

The host introduced Arabella, and she began to perform.

Serena, amongst the audience, knew of Arabella’s fame as a piano master, but

Alma didn’t.

Serena thought Arabella was proficient in piano, but not necessarily in violin.

To lose to a college student on the violin as the renowned Maestro Melody,

wouldn’t that be the real humiliation?

She didn’t care who won or lost. Whether Arabella or Alma lost, it would be a

pleasure to watch.

Arabella, already strikingly beautiful, stood on the stage. Under the spotlight,

she was incomparable.

Her right hand, holding the bow, was incredibly steady. Her left hand was

precise, her bowing even. The melody she played was beautiful, and her tone

was impeccable. Her music was as clean and beautiful as she was.

Just standing on stage, she emanated an air of sophistication and artistic

temperament far above the rest.

Everyone was stunned. They hadn’t expected the straight-A scholar to play the

violin so well.

They even less expected her incredible composure. Standing on stage, she

seemed like an untouchable dream.

Her performance was pure and incisive, noble yet fierce. Her unparalleled tone

and powerful interpretation had an epic quality, representing nobility and

resilience.

The joy and sorrow of life, the abundance of emations, the icy cold and fiery

heat, under Arabella’s passionate interpretation, swept over everyone like a

tornado.

The word ‘stunning’ was not enough to describe the impact of her performance.

Alma, standing to the side, was frozen. She was completely drawn into the

world created by the music.

It felt as if the world only contained the girl on stage, her music leading everyone

through the peaks and valleys of life.

When the music ended, everyone was lost in the wonderful melody. It was a

while before thunderous applause broke out.

The applause lasted for a while. The girl on the stage bowed, her posture

elegant and beautiful.

The violinist and music professor from Summerfield College, Professor Antonio,

applauded enthusiastically, praising, “Your bowing skills and performance

technique are not inferior to any master of your generation.”

Such high praise led to another wave of applause.

Another judge picked up the microphone, emotionally asking, “I want to ask,

where did this piece come from?”

It was so melodious and pleasing to the ear!

Just listening to it once was enough to leave a lasting impression.

“It was an improvisation,’ Arabella truthfully answered.

The audience was once again shocked. Even the judges thought she was a

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“Your melody is passionate and robust, rhythmically potent and powerful.

You’ve captured everything that this song was meant to express. I dare say that

no one will interpret this song better than you, except perhaps the violin

virtuoso, if she were to return to the scene.”

Such high praise!

The audience was in an uproar!

Jamie, Regan, and Pagonana were the three legends of the international violin

world, considered the three towering figures representing the pinnacle of the

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violin field in the 21st century.

Jamie was the most mysterious of them all; no one had ever seen her in person,

but the six pieces she composed were like heavenly music, famous both

domestically and abroad.

Many violinists could easily master various famous violin pieces, but they were

intimidated by Jamie’s music because it was a true test of a performer’s

cultivation and inner strength. Most violinists dared not attempt it lightly.

The duet “Life” performed by Jamie and Regan has yet to be surpassed.

Although she didn’t show her face in “Life”, their performance had become

legendary.

Now, the music professor was actually comparing Arabella to Jamie.

Alma, sitting to one side, clenched her fists in frustration.

Another renowned musician, Marico, picked up the microphone and said

admiringly, “Jamie composed six violin pieces, seemingly simple scales, but

they are imbued with rich, ever-changing emotions. They demand high levels of

cultivation, musicality, pitch, technique, etc. from the performer.”

He looked at Arabella and said warmly, “Few violinists dare to attempt her

pieces in public for fear that their performance won’t even reach half of the

master’s standard. But now, your improvisation gives me hope. I believe you will

break this convention and become the next legend. I have high hopes for you.

Keep going.”

Arabella gave a serene smile and thanked him for his comments.

Another violin association director picked up the microphone and said kindly, “I

dare say that there is no violinist in the country who can perform as freely as

you do. You have given us a luxurious auditory feast. This is the first time I have

been part of such a feast in thirty-six years. I am deeply moved and fully

immersed. I hope to see you shine at the international violin competition next

time.”

The applause from the audience was like thunder in the sky, fervent and

passionate.

Who would have thought that Arabella would receive such unanimous praise

from the judges.

“Thank you for bringing us such a beautiful song. I can only say that my trip here

today was worth it. Would you be interested in becoming my last disciple?” the

last judge on the panel asked warmly.

Everyone was stunned because the speaker was the president of the Solterra

Violin Association—Oswald.

In his youth, he had received two months of guidance from Regan. Although

Regan didn’t formally accept him as a disciple, his violin skills improved

tremendously after these two months, and he became a shining star in the

international violin world.

Because of his connections with Regan and his status in the violin world, many

prestigious families wanted their children to study under him.

He never took disciples and only taught one person the violin. That person was

said to be Alma.

Everyone thought that Alma would become Oswald’s only true disciple. Alma

also took pride in this. But now, in front of so many people, Oswald was

extending an olive branch to Arabella. This was unbearable for Aima!

Alma was so embarrassed she couldn’t utter a word.

Faced with such a great temptation, Arabella disagreed, let alone shed tears of

gratitude. Instead, she smiled lightly and said, “Thank you for your kindness,

Professor Oswald, but at the moment, I just want to study medicine to save

lives. I’m sorry to disappoint you.”

Everyone was too shocked to speak.

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Being chosen as Oswald’s sole apprentice was like finding a shortcut to

success. With his guidance and her talent, she could become a rising star in the

violin world.

Fame, fortune, and pursuing a life of dreams, all those were right in front of her.

All she had to do was say yes.

But she refused!!!

Oswald was taken aback. There were countless people begging him for

tutelage, none of whom he deemed worthy. But this girl, she dared to say no?!

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“You can still pursue your medical studies while honing your violin skills. They

don’t have to be mutually exclusive. With your talent, you can definitely make a

name for yourself in the world of violin,’ Oswald suggested, leaving everyone

astonished.

He was actually pleading with her! Pleading with a seemingly ordinary first-year

student!

And not just any student, but one from Westerly College!

Not Summerfield College, not Helgen College, but Westerly College!

His insistence was shocking to everyone. Especially to Alma, who couldn’t

believe that Arabella’s talent could make Oswald go this far!

After all, her parents had tried everything, even pulling strings abroad, but still

couldn’t convince Oswald to take her as a true apprentice.

Usually, Oswald would only give her some guidance, never fully sharing his

secrets!

But Arabella had indeed caught his eye!

“Thank you, professor, but I believe one can’t serve two masters.”

Not to mention, she had multiple things to manage, including taking care of

Grandpa Tanner’s feelings.

After all, Grandpa Tanner had hinted for years that she should inherit his legacy.

If she were to become Oswald’s apprentice now, she could already imagine

Grandpa Tanner’s explosive reaction.

“lL want to dedicate all my energy to medicine. I’m sorry to disappoint you.”

Arabella politely declined.

Not only Oswald but everyone else was also shocked that Arabella had once

again refused!

Unbelievable.

Now, Alma was convinced that not only was she crazy, but she was also

seriously sick.

But Oswald still didn’t want to give up on such a promising talent. He smiled and

said, “If you ever change your mind, feel free to find me at, or I can add you on

WhatsApp later.”

Everyone was once again shocked.

And Alma was green with envy. What made this Arabella so special.

Though her violin performance was indeed a bit better, it didn’t warrant such

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She turned to look at Arabella, noticing the young girl’s nonchalance as she

expressed heartfelt gratitude and gracefully took her leave.

Damn it, this little wretch must be thrilled to bits on the inside, yet she managed

to maintain such a casual demeanor on the outside!

No wonder Serena despised her. At this moment, Alma couldn’t stand it either.

She’s such a pretender!

Alma silently vowed to herself that she would one day outshine this girl!

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Upon Arabella’s return to the audience, the students of Westerly College

practically hailed her as a legend.

“Arabella, you’re amazing! How can you play the violin so beautifully? How

many years have you been studying?”

“Today, you didn’t only bring honor to yourself but to Westerly College as well!

You’re so extraordinary, so wonderful”

“Arabella, I admire you so much. I declare from today onwards you’re my idol!”

From the moment Arabella set foot in Summerfield College, she had

broughthonor to Westerly College. As for therm, they were just dead weight!

“I think I can smash my violin when I get back. Practicing for all these years, and

I’m still not a fraction as good as Bella.” one of them lamented.

“I hope Arabella plays a wrong note just to prove she’s human!”

A freshman with such an exceptional level of musicality, causing such a

profound impact.

Only then can she achieve higher worth, making life even more beautiful.

“I always thought it was my violin that wasn’t good enough, too cheap, that’s

why it didn’t sound as good as the others”

The girl who lent Arabella her violin confessed, “Until just now, when I saw with

my own eyes that the violin I thought was an embarrassment shine in your

hands, I realized it wasn’t the violin’s fault. It was me.”

“Arabella, if anyone dares to defame you, I’ll be the first to curse them! You’re so

down-to-earth and talented, I won’t stand for anyone talking nonsense about

you.”

“You’re not only academically excellent and musically gifted but also incredibly

beautiful and kind. It’s too much”

Everyone kept chattering around Arabella until she reminded them to focus and

prepare for the competition, and then they finally shut up.

As for Serena, she had no words to describe how she felt.

She thought she would feel satisfied seeing Alma lose, but at this moment, a

surge of jealousy and resentment made her restless.

How could that be!

How could Arabella be so incredible?

Her performance even made Oswald extend an olive branch to her repeatedly!

That’s Oswald!

The president of the violin association!

She knew Arabella was a great pianist, but she didn’t expect her to be so much

better at the violin.

She and Martha even thought about making Arabella make some mistakes to

cover up her own spotlight.

But now, it seemed like Arabella was good at everything, making it really hard to

find fault!

Serena clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. She was full of

resentment, angry that someone had taught Arabella so many talents!

She was supposed to be the least favored in the Murphy family!

She’s supposed to be living at the bottom!

But now, she had become an unreachable goddess, causing unbearable

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Where on earth did she get such connections, and how did she manage to learn

so much in such a short span of time?

Alma was seething, too.

The other day, Arabella had made a scene at the local country club, standing up

for a waiter and causing public embarrassment to Alma and her friends.

The incident was still fresh in Alma’s mind.

And then there was the time when their grandmother woke up from a coma.

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Both families had gone to the hospital to visit her, and Alma had tried to team up

with Arabella to kick Serena out of the Collins family. But Arabella had shot her

down with cold mockery.

Arabella had said, “Has Serena been eating your food, drinking your water,

spending your money? What business is it of yours if she stayed in the family?

Keep it up, and you’ll be the first one to leave the Collins family!”

Alma had wanted to negotiate with Arabella, considering that Serena was not of

Collins’ blood, while she and Arabella were the true Collins heiresses.

ButArabella had just given her a warning look and refused to stoop to her level.

Because of this, her mother, Beverly Collins, had given her a good tonguelashing when she got home. Her mother had said that Arabella wouldnever

conspire with her and called her stupid, inferior to Arabella in every way.

Now, Alma had to find a way to regain her standing!

Half an hour later.

Arabella waited for the group of classmates to finish their performance onstage

before she led her team to leave.

She had to go to another auditorium to check on Joyce and Mya’sprofessional

competition.

As she was passing by backstage, Alma stopped her in her tracks. “Bella, let’s

play a game of chess.”

This caught the attention of many people around them.

Was Alma still upset about losing and wanted another challenge?

Soon, people started sending messages on WhatsApp, secretly calling others

over to witness that event.

“I don’t have time to play games with you.” Arabella’s tone was dismissive.

She was about to lead her team away when Alma blocked her path.

“Just five minutes! Five minutes to determine the winner.”

They didn’t have to finish the game. As long as someone was leading in five

minutes, they would be declared the winner.

Arabella knew Alma was still not over their past conflicts. She wanted to

challenge her to a game of chess, which meant her chess skills must be on par

with her violin skills.

“You don’t even ask what Arabella is good at, and you just propose a game of

chess. You just want to beat Arabella at something you’re good at, right?

Don’t you think that’s not very sportsmanlike?”

“Fine, no need to play. Arabella gave it to you.”

“You agreed to the bet, and you have to accept the loss. Even that basic

principle you don’t understand, oh, I get it, it must be because your teacher

wanted to take Arabella as his last disciple, so you’re feeling unbalanced.”

“Arabella, beat her, show her that there are always people better than her”

“Let’s go.” Arabella still didn’t want to play with her.

Alma once again blocked her way, “Just one minute, one minute to decide the

winner.”

With things coming to this point.

Arabella raised an eyebrow. She really wanted to compete?

People from Westerly College couldn’t help but retort, “Have you been

pampered from a young age, never lost, so you can’t accept defeat? Arabella

already said she has no time, and you’re still sticking around like a stubborn

stain. Haven’t you heard the saying, every dog has its day.”

“What stubborn stain! Alma is the Collins family’s heiress, and if you say she’s a

stubborn stain, then you’re worse than that!”

“Exactly, Alma is willing to compete with you. That’s because she respects you.”

“A top scorer should be capable of everything, right? It’s just a minute-long

game, and you’ve been wasting more than a minute here already.”

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“Bella, I challenge you. If you’re not good at chess, you can choose another

talent,’ Alma confidently proposed. “I can play the piano, chess, and even do

painting and calligraphy.”

Alma, being the daughter of a wealthy family, had plenty of opportunities to hone

her talents. Many around her secretly admired the shimmering aura she exuded.

If they could, they’d love to have the same impressive background and talents

and be the object of others’ envy.

“Fine, chess it is” Bella reluctantly agreed. “One minute.”

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Alma was secretly delighted. She borrowed a chess set and graciously allowed

Bella to make the first move.

“No need, I’ll give you a three-move advantage.”

What?

Alma was insulted by Bella’s offer. She smiled and said, “That wouldn’t be fair,

would it? Competition is about fairness. I’ll call you sis. Respecting the elders is

a traditional virtue in Solterra. So please, make the first move.”

Bella didn’t want to waste her breath arguing, so she made the first move.

Alma thought Bella was speechless in the face of her wit and felt even more

triumphant. However, her smile didn’t last long as she watched the game

progress.

It was supposed to be a simple game, but Bella maneuvered with such ease,

leaving Alma at a disadvantage. Her pieces were continuously captured by

Bella.

In less than a minute, the outcome was clear. Many of the onlookers who had

just arrived saw the end of the game, with Bella as the winner.

Bella maintained her indifferent demeanor, as if winning or losing was a trivial

matter to her.

But Alma sat before the chessboard, thunderstruck. She had believed she could

maintain a lead for at least a minute. But now, looking at the disastrous state of

the board, she was filled with shame and couldn’t utter a word.

How could this be.

How could Bella’s chess skills be so formidable?

It was one thing for her to be good at violin, but to also crush her at chess.

As Bella stood up, someone exclaimed, “It’s Professor Oswald!”

Professor Oswald had somehow appeared amongst the crowd. No one knew

how long he’d been standing there watching. His warm smile and approving

applause were directed at Bella.

“Wonderful, absolutely wonderful. I had no idea you were also skilled at chess.

Who did you learn from?”

To win over Alma in both violin and chess was impressive.

Alma was equally talented in chess as she was in violin.

But instead of boasting about her mentor, Bella asked, “What brings you

here,Professor Oswald?”

Instead of judging the competition, what brought him backstage?

“I wanted to add you on WhatsApp,’ Professor Oswald replied with agentlemanly

smile.

He had mentioned, while commenting on Bella’s violin performance, that ifshe

ever changed her mind, she was welcome to seek him out at the

ViolinAssociation, or he could add her on WhatsApp.

He was serious!

As soon as Bella left the audience area, he followed!

Everyone was stunned by his actions. It was clear he was very fond of Bellaand

satisfied with her performance. He intended to take her as his student.

In front of so many people, Bella didn’t want to embarrass him. She took out her

phone, opened her QR code, and handed it over.

After scanning her contact card, Professor Oswald said, “Added.”

After accepting his request, Bella commented, “I have another team to coach for

the competition. I won’t keep you, Professor.”

“Very well; Professor Oswald nodded, “Feel free to reach out anytime.”

As he walked past Alma, he didn’t spare her a glance.

He thought that by pretending not to see her, he could spare her the bruise on

her ego.

But Alma misunderstood his good intentions and felt even more jealous and

dissatisfied!

She felt that Professor Oswald was ignoring her and repeatedly showing favor

to Bella, treating her as invisible.

Everyone else was gathering around Bella.

“Bella, you’re amazing! Not only are you good at violin, but your chess skills are

also top-notch!” Chapter 1009

“When did you start playing chess?”

“Some folks have miscalculated their moves. They wanted to beat you but

ended up embarrassing themselves again.”

“Hahaha, exactly.”

Just then, a resonant and robust voice reached every ear.

“Well, well, let me see what’s happening over here. It’s quite lively!”

Everyone turned to the voice, surprised to see none other than the renowned

Mr. Eugene!

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Mr. Eugene is a well-known Chess Master, mastering all types of chess,

especially Go.

Because of his extreme obsession with chess, many people called him “Chess

Fanatic.”

Why would such a big shot appear at a small competition like the one at

Summerfield College and even wander backstage?

Could it be, like Oswald, Mr. Eugene was also looking for gifted young players in

the competition to take as disciples?

Thinking that, everyone’s gaze turned to Alma.

Alma’’s Go skills were taught by Chess Master Morgan, who was said to have

received guidance from Mr. Eugene.

However, Alma lost to Arabella. Would Mr. Eugene still consider her worthy,

would he take her as his protege.

“Can someone tell me what’s going on? Why are there so many people?”

There were too many people; the old man couldn’t spot Arabella.

He had heard from Grandpa Beck that Arabella would lead the team to

Summerfield College today, so he came here specifically to catch her!

The girl had promised to play a few games of chess with him, but it had been

three to four months, and he hadn’t seen her!

He had to make a special trip here.

Unreliable.

What’s more infuriating was that Grandpa Beck had been flaunting photos of

him and the girl conducting experiments, irking everyone.

Every time they saw the girl experimenting with him, the group couldn’t help but

scold Grandpa Beck, but he seemed to enjoy it.

Today, Grandpa Charles, the Principal of Summerfield College, was busy.

Instead, Vice Principal Mr. Leopold was bending over backward to

accommodate him, looking very respectful.

“I heard that Alma from the Collins family is playing Go against Arabella from

Westerly College.’ Mr. Leopold said with a jovial smile.

“Good heavens:

Arabella was playing Go here?

Who dared to challenge Arabella?

Wasn’t that just asking for trouble??

“Let’s go have a look”

Maybe he should be ready to call 911, considering Arabella’s chess skills could

easily give someone a heart attack.

Mr. Leopold thought the Chess Master was interested in the game of Go. As

soon as he took a few steps forward, he noticed that Arabella was ready to

leave.

The game seemed to be over?

“Grandpa Eugene?”

Arabella was surprised to see the old man and regretted wasting a minute with

Alma earlier.

Otherwise, she could have avoided Mr. Eugene.

“You young lady, I had to come all this way to catch you.” As soon as Mr.

Eugene saw Arabella, he couldn’t help but start nagging.

Everyone was taken aback.

It sounded like Mr. Eugene had come to find Arabella.

But Arabella seemed like she wanted to slip away. Chapter 1010

“You never told me who you gave those jade chess pieces I gifted you!”

His words detonated like a bomb in the crowd.

Everyone was too stunned to speak. From the sounds of it, Mr. Eugene seemed

to have quite the relationship with Arabella.

The jade chess set that Mr. Eugene mentioned, could it be the same one that

caused a sensation worldwide?

It was rumored that the selection process for the jade stones was rigorous, any

stones with cracks, uneven color, or too small were dismissed as materials.

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It took three years to select the materials and another three to craft the 361

pieces, all by hand. Each piece was valued at $20,000.

When it was finished, it drew the attention of many chess collectors. In the end,

Mr. Eugene bought it for $18 million, treating it as a treasure.

But now, it seemed that Arabella had given away that priceless chess set after

Mr. Eugene gifted it to her!

How dare Arabella?

That was a gift from Mr. Eugene himself!

Even if they ignored the immense value, the sentiment behind the gift was not

something she could just disregard!

She was being utterly disrespectful!

Arabella smirked, asking with interest, “Are you looking to settle old scores,

Grandpa Eugene?”

That chess set was given to her by Mr. Eugene when he lost a game to her!

Fair and square.

It was hers, and she was free to do with it as she pleased.

“That chess set was my pride and joy. I insist that you play a game of chess with

me today!” Mr. Eugene demanded.

“Here?” Arabella glanced around. The crowd had grown quite large, blocking

every exit.

The old man was ecstatic, “Right here!”

He had finally found her. How could he not satisfy his craving for a chess game?

Ah, for a man of his stature, finding a worthy opponent was a rare opportunity.

“Are you sure?” Arabella asked with a playful smile.

He had lost the last game they played, with only a few servants as witnesses.

But now, with so many students around, if he lost again.

Was he not afraid of losing face?

“Absolutely!” Mr. Eugene was full of confidence, whispering in Arabella’s ear,

“I’ve been practicing a lot at home these past few months!”

Just to beat her once and regain his dignity.

Arabella found it amusing, “So what’s the wager this time?”

“No wager, no wager.” Mr. Eugene waved his hands dismissively, “Just a friendly

game.”

He couldn’t afford to lose another valuable possession to her, especially if she

was just going to give it away again.

He couldn’t take it.

By now, the expressions on the faces of the spectators were beyond shock.

The famous chess master, Mr. Eugene, had personally sought out Arabella

backstage at the Summerfield College competition to challenge her to a game of

chess.

Just how skilled was Arabella at chess??

Although she had beaten Alma in the previous match, was that enough to

impress Mr. Eugene??

Alma, on the other hand, clenched her fists in disbelief.

Why?

Why did everyone favor Arabella, giving her so much face.

The key point was that Arabella had been raised in the Murphy family. How did

she have the connections to meet someone as influential as Mr.

Eugene??

Alma was somewhat upset because even her teacher hadn’t had the chance to

meet Mr. Eugene, let alone a young girl like Arabella.

But Mr. Eugene had Vice Principal Mr. Leopold bring the chess set, sat down,

and began a match with Arabella. Chapter 1011

The clash of titans left everyone in awe, with the two opponents evenly matched

from the get-go, keeping the audience on the edge of their seats.

This was the essence of a chess game!

This was what made it interesting!

Mr. Eugene was reveling in the competition, and his spirits lifted.

On the other hand, Arabella was not as aloof as she had been with Alma. She

was deeply engaged, her eyes sparkling with interest as if playing with an old

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friend, watching Mr. Eugene, the charming old man, with an air of casual

amusement.

“Ha-ha! Got you!” Mr. Eugene was elated. Capturing one of Arabella’s pieces felt

more rewarding than capturing a hundred from someone else!

Arabella couldn’t help but smile. One piece, and the old man was over the

moon. She wondered how long it had been since he had last tasted victory.

Everyone thought Arabella would be defeated, yet as the minutes ticked by, they

remained on equal footing, their skills evenly matched.

Who was this Arabella, and from whom did she learn to play?

How could she stand her ground against Mr. Eugene for so long?

Was she even human?

The spectators from Westerly College were stunned. Their top-ranked student

was holding her own against Mr. Eugene!

The game had been going on for half an hour, and neither of them had gained

an upper hand. They had captured the same number of pieces!

How did she manage that?

Mr. Eugene was secretly delighted. He had not practiced in vain all these

months to be able to hold his own against this young lady!

“Considering how busy you’ve been lately, you’ve neglected your training.

Look at you now, you’re rusty.”

With Arabella’s skills, she should have been able to beat him within half an hour.

But now.

Just as Mr. Eugene felt smug, Arabella captured three pieces. Surprised, He

gaped at her, “You!”

“What’s the matter?”

Mr. Eugene stared at the chessboard, suddenly realizing he had overlooked a

key detail, allowing Arabella to exploit a weakness!

From then on, he put all his focus on the game.

Meanwhile.

Andrew, the president of the Westerly College student union, glanced at the

clock, a bit worried.

Arabella’s companions should have finished their matches by now, but they

hadn’t shown up.

Could they have suffered a complete defeat, losing so badly that Arabella had

stayed back to console the tearful group?

With this thought, he sent Arabella a WhatsApp message, [Done yet? Need any

help?]

Mya clung to Joyce’s arm, her nervousness apparent, “Why hasn’t Arabella

come yet? I’m getting anxious.”

“Me too.”

Their turn was coming up soon. Arabella had promised to come and cheer for

them before their matches.

But now, Arabella hadn’t replied to their WhatsApp messages or answered their

calls. Could it be because they were losing badly?

“Oh no, no, no.” Mr. Eugene watched in disbelief as Arabella captured another

one of his pieces.

Although Arabella hadn’t been practicing at home lately, she understood Mr.

Eugene’s strategies, knowing the defenses he would set.

So, she purposely let Mr. Eugene think he was successful in defending his

pieces. Instead, she attacked from a different angle, targeting his undefended

pieces.

The old man regretted his previous move, wishing he hadn’t made it!

After another half hour, Arabella clinched the win by a single piece.

The audience was stunned into silence, refraining from applauding for fear of

hurting Mr. Eugene’s pride.

He had lost to Arabella?

Just as Mr. Eugene was about to voice his admiration for a well-play game, a

young woman stepped forward with a challenge.Chapter 1012

“Impossible! When Arabella beat Alma just now, I already felt something was off.

Now that she’s beaten Mr. Eugene, don’t tell me you guys aren’t suspicious?”

The girl’s words ignited a spark of doubt among the crowd.

“Exactly, Arabella is just a student. How could she possibly beat Mr. Eugene?”

“Mr. Eugene is a renowned Master of chess.”

“I find it strange, too. Arabella must have cheated! She must have an Al helping

her!”

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“A while ago, there was news about a chess player who cheated using artificial

intelligence and got caught, right? But his methods were pretty amateurish. He

used a tiny camera to capture the chessboard and sent it to his accomplices.

They used computer Al to analyze the game, then sent him the next move.”

“Arabella must have used some sort of smart chip. I demand a body search!”

“If Arabella really did stoop so low to beat Mr. Eugene, I believe she owes Mr.

Eugene an apology, and Alma, too!”

“Her violin performance just now might also have been Al-assisted””

Everyone’s speculative chatter reached Arabella’s ears. She smirked, amused

at the comparison of her brain to an Al.

“Maybe all her previous contests, including the SATs, were rigged too. If that’s

the case, I demand we involve the police!”

“I also demand we call the police and revoke her eligibility for all contests.”

“L hope that Westerly College will take a firm stance and expel her. We can’t let

a fraud like her continue her education.”

“You’re just hurling baseless accusations!”

The folks from Westerly College came forward to defend Arabella, their faces

flushed with indignation.

“Every move Arabella made was witnessed by all of us. How could she have

cheated? And how would she have done it?”

“You all keep mentioning Al, but can you provide any proof?”

“We can’t right now. That’s why we want to involve the police.”

“Brazen enough to cheat but not brave enough to be accused?”

“So, this is how Westerly College teaches you? Winning by any means

necessary?”

The crowd seemed convinced of Arabella’s guilt, looking at her with disdain.

The people from Westerly College were fuming yet unable to defend her. “If you

can’t provide any proof, it’s defamation! Arabella can sue you!”

“Sue us? Great, but first, let’s call the police! Once they’re here, the truth will

come to light.”

The people from Westerly College were livid. They turned to Arabella and said

with a mix of anger and helplessness, “Arabella, they’re going too far.”

“Go ahead and call the police if you want to. Those who can’t provide proof, I’ll

sue each one of you. Also, I will demand a public apology from Summerfield

College and a major demerit”

Arabella’s defiant attitude infuriated the people from Summerfield College.

Did she think they couldn’t provide any proof, and that’s why she was acting so

high and mighty?

She was the one who cheated, yet she was talking with such arrogance!

She wouldn’t know what hit her until it was too late!

Their vice principal was right here!

Did this girl have no respect for authority?

She was demanding Summerfield College?

On what grounds was she demanding Summerfield College?

Who did she think she was? Chapter 1013

Sitting nearby, a frown settled on Leopold’s face as he eyed the students with

irritation.

Regardless of how highly Principal Charles thought of Arabella, it was clear that

given her academic prowess and standing, she would never stoop so low as to

cheat.

“Was that what you’re learning at Summerfield University?” Leopold asked

sternly, his hands folded behind his back. “Accusing classmates without any

evidence?”

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“Well, Sir” one student began, it’s a serious matter if she’s straying from the

path. We just hope that Arabella doesn’t tarnish her image.”

“We hope that people at Westerly University see her true colors and not be

deceived.”

“And if her perfect SAT scores were obtained by cheating. Don’t you think it’s

unfair to those who study hard?”

“Yeah, she easily beat everyone using Al.”

“Enough!” Leopold rebuked, “You’re all so articulate when it comes to slander,

but where was that eloquence when it came to academics? You are a disgrace

to Summerfield University!”

“Apologies for the spectacle, Mr. Eugene, Leopold then turned to Mr. Eugene

with a smile, “I’ll be sure to address this issue with each of them. If they fail to

show remorse, I’ll invite their parents to discuss their future at the university.”

After all, Summerfield University valued a student’s character more than their

grades.

“Vice Principal.

The students were confused. Why was their own Vice Principal siding with an

outsider?

Was it because Arabella was pretty? Or was it because he wanted to impress

Mr. Eugene by defending Arabella?

In the crowd, Serena let out a sigh of relief. So, Arabella had used some tactics

to win the competition.

Perhaps even her title ‘Maestro Melody’ was fraudulently obtained.

And her medical skills, maybe she had just copied from the internet or had an Al

guiding her.

Elsewhere, Alma felt a wave of satisfaction. So, Arabella had won the

competition by unfair means.

She always knew that no one could match her violin skills or chess ability

among their peers, not even the foolish Serena.

Now, it was Arabella’s turn to face the music!

“Hahaha.” Mr. Eugene laughed heartily, apparently not affected by the situation

at all.

“I’ve been teaching this young lady chess for over ten years now, and she’s

become better than her teacher. I should be proud, right?”

What?

Everyone was taken aback. What did Mr. Eugene just say?

Arabella was his student? For over ten years?

Alma and Serena thought they had misheard, but the shocked expressions on

everyone’s faces told them otherwise. How on earth did Arabella get so close to

Mr. Eugene to become his student for ten years?Chapter 1014

The Vice Principal next to them laughed in a respectful and courteous manner,

“These students sure don’t know how to behave. I’ll definitely teach them a

lesson later. Hope you weren’t bothered, Mr. Eugene.”

Mr. Eugene was in high spirits, not the least bit bothered by the people or things

around him. He said, relishing the moment, “Well, this trip was certainly

worthwhile!”

It was worth it to get to play chess with Bella and have a whole new perspective.

He looked at Arabella and patted her shoulder, “You might want to consider

taking up your grandpa’s mantle.”

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Everyone was taken aback once again.

What did Mr. Eugene mean by that?

Had he already picked his successor long ago? And that person was Arabella,

not Alma??

Everyone instinctively looked at Alma.

At this moment, Alma’s face was filled with shock, looking extremely surprised.

Had Arabella turned down Mr. Eugene earlier?

Oh God. How could that be?

Was there such a fool in this world?

That was Mr. Eugene!

The absolute pinnacle of the chess world, inheriting his legacy would be a

dream come true.

But Arabella just gave a light smile. The old man was playing tricks, trying to

pressure her in front of everyone, thinking she would hesitate to refuse in order

not to embarrass him.

“It’s time for you to head back.”

Arabella did not mention anything about the inheritance, and she simply

changed the subject with a single line.

“Ha ha ha, alright. Do visit me more often and give me a call once in a while.

Don’t always let me be the one to reach out to you and not get a response!”

The old man’s tone was somewhat complaining, but the others around were

green with envy.

“IL know.

“Well, I’m heading back now” Mr. Eugene was about to leave when he suddenly

remembered the old man always posting photos in the group chat to provoke

everyone when he was conducting experiments with the young lady.

He used to think that behavior was absolutely outrageous! So pointless! So

vexing!

But now, he cheerfully said to Arabella, “Shall we take a photo together?”

Everyone around widened their eyes in disbelief as they watched Mr. Eugene

pull Arabella in for a photo. This Arabella was way too lucky to get such

recognition from Mr. Eugene!

“I’ve got to go.

After taking the photo, Arabella checked the time, knowing the competition was

about to start, and said, “See you later.”

“See you later, kiddo.” Mr. Eugene looked at the photo on his phone, grinning

ear to ear.

He sent a dozen photos to the group chat in one go, and in those photos, he

was grinning so wide that his eyes were almost shut. Arabella, on the other

hand, was as elegant as a lotus. Such a beauty. That McMillian boy was so

lucky!

Humph, this marriage thing, even he, as a grandpa, had yet to give his blessing!

He had to see the boy’s character and sincerity. If he’s not up to snuff, there’s no

way he would agree!

Just as Arabella was leaving, she suddenly received a call from David.

Surprised, she answered, “David?”

“Bella, David’s world tour concert is kicking off in Summerfield. I’ve reserved two

VIP tickets for you and Romeo. Don’t forget to come. The tickets are already on

your phone.”

David Collins’ sunny voice came through the phone, filled with 100% affection.

He sent Arabella electronic tickets with QR codes on them that could be

scanned for entry at the venue.Chapter 1015

“Thanks, David.”

“Look at you, all formal with me again after some time apart! We’re family.

Forget about concert tickets. If you ever wanted me to serenade just for you, I’d

be more than happy to! Any time of the day, even at 3 a.m.”

Arabella, “Thanks, David. But that’s really not necessary.”

“I heard Clark’s back in town. Has he been giving you a hard time? If so, I’m

going to have a word with him!”

Arabella smirked, “You think you can take on Clark?”

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Despite Clark’s lack of combat skills, he probably had the upper hand against

David, right?

“Don’t underestimate me. Even if I can’t beat Clark, I won’t let him bully you.

Whoever messes with you, I won’t let them get away with it. Just tell me if

Clark’s done anything that’s made you uncomfortable so I can settle the score!”

“No, Clark’s been pretty good to me.”

“Well, that’s a relief.” David sighed a hint of sourness in his heart. “I’ve got a

concert tour coming up, so I won’t be able to be with you for a while. You should

hang out with your friends more. If any of them happen to be fans of me and

want a signed photo or ticket, just say yes. I will give them as many as they

want, as long as they’re genuinely nice to you.”

Arabella was moved by his words.

“If they want to chat with me over a voice call or even video call, I’m up for it.

I’m even willing to treat them to dinner and take photos with them. As long as

you’re happy, I’m up for anything.”

“David, you’re so kind.”

“It’s you who’s kind. I’m proud to have a sister like you. You’re such a

sweetheart.”

David could imagine his sister’s sweet and adorable face even over the phone.

“Feel free to call or text me anytime.”

He had lost sleep over this, always feeling like he had done something wrong,

that he had lost his place in his sister’s heart, that Clark had taken advantage of

his absence.

“I’ll message or call you whenever I’m free,’ Arabella promised.

“Alright, I won’t bother you anymore then. Take care of yourself at school, okay?

You hang up first.”

David could hear the lively chatter on her end. She was probably with her

friends, so he didn’t want to hold her up.

“Okay”

After Arabella hung up, someone asked, “Arabella, how many siblings do you

have? How many did your mom give birth to?”

It sounded like she had a lot.

“Not too many, Arabella evaded the question with a noncommittal response.

But someone said, “You know, Serena from the Collins family, the heiress? I

heard she has five brothers, and she’s the only daughter. She’s the apple of her

family’s eye!”

“[ think she has a captivating air about her; definitely looks like a rich girl. But I

don’t really like her.”

“Me neither. She seems so out of reach.”

“Hey Arabella, you share the same last name with Alma, who just called you

sister. Are you guys related?”

“Really?”

Everyone was just curious and gossiping. After all, they didn’t think Arabella had

any connection with the Collins family.

There were many people with the surname Collins, including some celebrities,

like the popular young heartthrob David.

“Your violin playing just now was better than Serena’s,’ Arabella suddenly

complimented a short-haired girl.

“Really?” The girl was taken aback. “Really? But my overall score isn’t as high

as hers.”Chapter 1016

“You have more talent than her, and you just haven’t put in as many hours

practicing.’ Arabella stated , If you apply yourself and practice diligently, chances

are you’ll surpass her.”

“Then I’ll definitely practice more, strive to take a big leap forward.”

The short-haired girl was surprised that she had received Arabella’s approval,

and a spark of motivation ignited within her. Surpassing Serena, something she

wouldn’t have dared to dream of before!

“So, Arabella, how did you find my saxophone performance just now?”

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“How was my piano performance?”

“My flute playing was okay, right?”

Many were surrounding Arabella, seeking her assessment and validation.

Meanwhile.

Serena watched Arabella, her figure bathed in adoration, and she was stunned.

Even after the crowd dispersed, she was still rooted to the spot, unable to

believe what she had witnessed.

Arabella had been receiving guidance from Mr. Eugene since she was a child,

for over a decade.

It was known that the famous chess master, Morgan, had only received a month

of guidance from Mr. Eugene.

What kind of merit did Arabella possess to be able to be so close to Mr. Eugene

and to be so beloved by him.

It was clear today that Mr. Eugene had intentionally come to challenge her to a

game of chess.

According to Mr. Eugene, she ignored his calls and not responding to his

WhatsApp messages.

How could she be so arrogant?

But then again, she seemed to have always been like that, so aloof, as if always

standing in the clouds, unwilling to mingle with mere mortals.

Just then, a group of girls came over to Serena.

“Serena, what are you thinking about? You seem so focused.”

“Your violin performance was amazing earlier. I think the judges are tone-deaf.

Your score should have been higher than Alma’s.”

“Exactly, I think Alma’s violin skills are not as good as yours, and her

performance was really grating.”

“I didn’t like it either:

Serena knew these girls were trying to comfort her, but their words did lift her

spirits a bit. She smiled and said, “It’s okay. Alma is also part of the Collins

family. If she wins, it’s a collective glory for our family. I’m proud of her.”

“Serena, you have such a broad perspective, truly magnanimous:

“That’s the upbringing of a wealthy heiress. We should learn from you.”

“Gh, right, Serena, you promised us concert tickets earlier.”

Several expectant gazes were directed at her.

Serena smiled lightly, “I’ll call David right now.

“That’s great! We knew Serena always treated us like sisters.”

“Serena, you’re So nice, you always help me when I can’t get concert tickets.”

“I’m so jealous that you have a superstar brother. He’s an A-lister in the

entertainment industry, and he’s so handsome”

“Serena, everyone in your family is so attractive, especially you”

One by one, they heaped praises on Serena.Chapter 1017

Serena dialed David’s number in front of her friends, and the onlookers couldn’t

help but comment, “How lucky, Serena, to have a pop star’s number.”

The call was picked up quickly on the other end.

“David, any chance you could spare a few concert tickets for me?” Serena

asked with a smile, her friends watching eagerly. “You see, my girlfriends are big

fans, and they’re dying to see your show, but they couldn’t get any tickets.

You’re just too popular.”

Perhaps fearing David’s refusal, Serena added, “They’ve been begging me for a

while now. 1 hate to turn them down, but I don’t want to put you on the spot.”

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David, feeling a bit apologetic, responded, “Serena, I just gave the last of my

tickets away. Next time, I promise, I’ll save more for you guys.”

“What? You’re out of tickets?” Serena’s words were met with a palpable tension

from her friends.

Their pleading eyes were turned to her, hoping she could persuade David.

“L originally had a dozen or so tickets,” David explained. “But I promised my

manager that I’d save about seven or eight for family and friends. The rest were

given to thank those who’ve helped me out.”

Although the tickets he’d given away weren’t the best seats.

The best ones had already been given to Arabella and Romeo.

“Tell your friends I’m sorry, okay? Next time, I’ll be sure to save more for you

guys,’ David said just as someone called for him. “I’ve got to head to rehearsal.

We’ll talk later”

“Wait, David.” Serena began, but the call had already ended.

She looked at her friends, their eyes filled with anticipation and disappointment.

“David had a dozen or so tickets,’ she explained, “but he promised his manager

he’d save most of them for family and friends. The rest were given away, so

there’s none left”

“Not even one?”

“But his first show is in Summerfield, and I really want to go!”

“Serena, can’t you ask David to sneak us in?”

Celebrities did it all the time.

“Please, Serena” The pleading started again.

Serena knew that David was a stickler for rules. He wouldn’t allow people to

roam around backstage, let alone sneak into his concert.

She’d known this for a long time.

“I just spoke to him, and he asked me to apologize to you guys. He said he’ll

save more tickets for you next time. I’m really sorry, and I should have called

him earlier”

The others were visibly upset, blaming Serena.

She could have called David again and sweet-talked him into letting them in.

It was such a simple thing, yet she refused to help.

If she wasn’t willing to help, why did she promise them in the first place?!

Wasn’t she just trying to show off that she has a famous brother?

“Serena, I don’t want a concert ticket. You know I’ve always admired your

brother Hans. I heard he’s attending a charity ball in Summerfield next Monday

and he needs a date. Could you recommend me?”

One of the girls, a brunette heiress, asked.

Worried that Serena might refuse, she added, “Serena, I understand that

David’s tickets are in high demand, but your brother Hans is always alone.

Can you call him and see if he has a date? If not, you could recommend me.”

“Serena, you should help her. If she becomes your sister-in-law, she’ll ensure

Hans gives you more pocket money.”

“Pocket money? He should give stock shares.”

The brunette heiress quickly pledged her loyalty, “If I become Hans’ wife, any

shares he gives me, I’ll give to you.”

Although Serena was a bit speechless at their requests, the feeling of being

needed prompted her to pick up her phone.

Soon, she was dialing Hans’ numberChapter 1018

“Serena,’ Hans’ warm voice echoed from the other end of the phone.

Serena gripped her phone, her subconscious nerves kicking in.

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“Hans, I heard you’re attending a charity gala next Monday and need a plus one.

My friend happens to be free. Why don’t you take her?”

“No need,” Hans detected the underlying meaning in her words and declined

nonchalantly, “I already have someone in mind”

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Could it be Molly? Serena thought. Taking such a girl to such a high-profile

event would be a disgrace to the Collins family and to Hans, wouldn’t it?

Seeing her short-haired friend pleadingly clasping her hands together, Serena

had no choice but to say, “Do you have any free time in the next couple of days?

I’d like to have dinner with you.”

Hans, catching onto her intentions, replied lightly, “You’re pretty free lately?

Your studies aren’t too taxing?”

Was she really that concerned about his personal affairs?

“Hans, I just want to have dinner with you.’ Serena guessed that Hans knew her

intentions and quickly added, “I haven’t seen you in a long time.”

“Don’t harbour unnecessary thoughts. If you’re too idle, I can hire a few more

tutors for you.”

“Hans”

“I have a meeting.”

Hans’ meeting time had arrived. He was always punctual. At this moment, he

hung up the cail and sat at the conference table, his gaze icy cold.

Serena could hardly believe that she was hung up on by two of her brothers

today!

Seeing her short-haired friend’s hopeful gaze, Serena had to grit her teeth and

lie, “Hans said he would ask his assistant to check his schedule, and I’ll bring

you along to have dinner with him when he’s free.”

“Really??” Her friend was overjoyed, jumping up and hugging Serena, “I knew

you would find a way!”

Serena smiled, but inside, she was wondering how she could trick Hans into

having dinner with her.

Meanwhile.

Alma finally recovered from her shock when her phone rang.

She checked it and saw it was her mother, Beverly, calling.

“Alma, I heard Mr. Eugene is in Summerfield. Your grandpa can arrange a

meeting for us tonight. Come back home now, I’ll send the driver to pick you up.

Dress up and meet him at the coffee shop tonight. Try to get him to play a game

of chess with you. Remember, don’t make him lose face, but don’t appear too

foolish, either. You need just the right balance.”

She had to catch Mr. Eugene’s attention while also showing him she had

potential. Only then would she have a chance to gain his favor and advice.

“Mom, I don’t want to go.”

Alma was already upset about this matter, and now, her mother’s call was like

another blow.

Beverly sat in their home garden, sipping her tea elegantly, her tone casual,

“What’s wrong?”

Chess had always been her daughter’s pride and joy, but now, it seemed like

she had taken a hit.

“Mr. Eugene came to Summerfield College today. I lost to Arabella in front of

him.”

“What did you say?” Beverly paused mid-sip, her gaze somewhat incredulous.

“Arabella’s chess skills are incredible. Mr. Eugene personally said that he has

known Arabella for over ten years, and he taught her chess. Also, he publicly

asked Arabella to reconsider taking up his mantle.”Chapter 1019

Alma recounted the day’s events in a nutshell, not forgetting to add a few

sarcastic remarks.

“Mom, do you think Arabella’s lost her marbles? She’s got such a great

opportunity in front of her, and she doesn’t know how to appreciate it. Either

she’s really sick in the head, or she’s just putting on airs, dangling Mr. Eugene

like a carrot, thinking she’s something special.”

Maybe she really thought she’s a gem. That’s why she liked to put on that aloof,

disdainful demeanor.

Enter title…

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“Bloody fool.” Beverly poured herself another cup of coffee and took a slow sip

before asking, “With so many people present, why do you think Mr.

Eugene deliberately brought up the subject of succession?”

“What else could it be? He just wants everyone to know that Arabella has him as

a strong backing, so they can’t offend her easily!” Alma was even more

exasperated at that point. She couldn’t understand why Mr. Eugene had set his

sights on Arabella.

Beverly spoke with a refined air, “No, his real goal is only one, and that is to put

indirect pressure on Arabella. He was certain Arabella wouldn’t embarrass him

by refusing in front of everyone, so he deliberately brought it up.”

But what he didn’t expect was that Arabella didn’t talk about succession or

refusal. She just sidetracked the conversation.

Beverly thought, that girl was quite interesting, facing such an olive branch and

dealing with it in such a manner.

“She’s not stupid. Either she has too many olive branches to handle, or she

doesn’t need anyone else’s help.”

In Beverly’s opinion, Arabella was a person who kept her cards close to her

chest. She had previously warned her daughter not to mess with Arabella

unnecessarily.

With her daughter’s level of sophistication, she was no match for Arabella.

Like today’s situation, her other strong backing, Mr. Eugene was revealed in

front of everyone.

How many more were there that haven’t come out?

No one knew.

“But Mom, I don’t understand why did Mr. Eugene choose her?”

Alma thought she had some talent for playing chess. Her previous teachers all

praised her as intelligent and capable, a person with great potential. They said

that she could definitely make a name for herself in the chess world in the

future.

If she had received guidance from Mr. Eugene when she was younger, she

might not be any worse than Arabella now!

“Sometimes, timing, location, and people are all important factors.” Beverly still

insisted, “Come back, let’s try again tonight.”

Such a good opportunity was in front of them, and they couldn’t just give up

knowing the difficulties.

Arabella hasn’t given Mr. Eugene a definite answer yet, Mr. Eugene could still be

looking for better candidates.

Nothing was set in stone yet.

Alma didn’t necessarily have to be better than Arabella, but if she was indeed

talented and diligent, why would Mr. Eugene refuse her?

Even if she couldn’t become his favorite student, having guidance from Mr.

Eugene would still be much better than guidance from anyone else.

After hearing her mother’s words, Alma also thought it made sense, “I’ll go back

right away.”

When she passed the backstage, she happened to see Serena, surrounded by

a group of friends, being the center of attention.

Serena was in a great mood initially, but when she received a WhatsApp

message from Martha, learning that David had given the concert tickets to

Arabella, she almost dropped her phone.

[I just found out, too. The lady wanted a ticket for her best friend’s daughter.

She called David, and David said he had given them away. When she asked

who to, it turns out it was Arabella.]

“Serena, you look so pale. Do you want to go to the infirmary?”

“Are you okay? Your smile looks forced. If you’re not feeling well, don’t push

yourself.”

“Shall I take you to the infirmary?”Chapter 1020

“I’m alright.”

Serena forced herself to steady her emotions, quickly shooting a message to

Martha.

(Martha, are you certain? Did David really give the concert tickets to Arabella?]

(I was right there when your mom called, no doubt about it! Not only did David

give Arabella the ticket, he gave her the best seats!]

Perhaps sensing Serena’s heartache, Martha couldn’t help but express her

outrage.

Enter title…

[David’s being totally out of line. He tells you there are no tickets left and then

just turns around and hands them to his own little sister. He’s not considering

your feelings at allt]

The term “little sister” pierced Serena’s heart like a dagger.

She couldn’t believe that David, who had been so gentle on the phone just

moments ago, had lied to her!

[You mentioned earlier that Hans already has a date for the charity dinner next

week. It’s not Arabella, is it?] Martha messaged again.

Serena hesitated. It couldn’t be.

(Serena, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Arabella’s status in their eyes seems

to be getting higher and higher while you are becoming less and less important]

Unable to keep her emotions in check, Serena excused herself to the restroom,

leaving her friends in a state of confusion.

“Is Serena on her period?”

“I guess so. She’s gone pale. Let’s wait for her here.”

“To be honest, I think that Arabella at Westerly College plays the violin like a true

virtuoso. it’s just mesmerizing!”

“Me too. The moment her music started playing, I was completely blown away.

She’s better than my private tutor!”

“Hush, keep your voices down. Do you want Serena to hear? We still need her

to get close to her brothers!”

Everyone made a shushing gesture before starting to whisper again.

“If you become her sister-in-law, and I become her sister-in-law. We could hang

out often! Just like now.

“Look, Alma is heading to the restroom. Do you think she’s going to make

trouble for Serena?”

“Should we go help Serena?”

One of the girls with curly hair wanted to help but was held back by her friends.

“Don’t! You forgot about the time Serena mentioned that Alma beat her up on

the staircase at the hospital when they were visiting their grandmother?

We’re not strong enough to be of any help. What if we end up with bruised

faces. How would we face people?”

“Exactly, what if we have to dine with Hans next, with a bruised face.”

“I have to attend David’s concert, and I can’t show up looking like that.”

Even though they knew Alma would most likely cause trouble for Serena, the

group of girls didn’t dare to intervene. They even wandered off to a further

location, feigning ignorance.

As soon as Alma entered the restroom, she could hear Serena’s anxious voice

on the phone, even sounding a little tearful.

“How did it come to this. Why?” Serena was close to tears, but upon catching

sight of Alma in the mirror, she gripped her phone tighter. She had no idea how

long the sly Alma had been eavesdropping, but she quickly ended the call.

With her arms crossed over her chest, Alma watched Serena’s flustered and

angry state with an air of nonchalance.

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