Chapter 209


    “Let’s get outta here, son.” Mrs. Panter said, tugging at Zachary’s hand, “You see, this girl ain’t worth


    your love. Marry her and you’ll be aughingstock for


    life.”


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    “That girl, so young, but she’s Maestro Melody.” Mrs. Bright sighed.


    “Who you talking about?” Mrs. Panter questioned, following her gaze.


    “The one standing in the middle of the stage, cold as ice, but the prettiest of them all.” Mrs. Bright


    pointed out, “That’s Maestro Melody. Bet you didn’t see thating.”


    Mrs. Panter stared at Arabe’s icy face on stage, a little taken aback. So she was Maestro Melody?


    This might spell big trouble for the Panter family.


    “I wonder who the lucky guy would be to marry her. Heard some entertainmentpanies tried to


    the money.” Mrs. Bright’s words left Mrs. Panter shocked and bbergasted.


    In the past, she thought Arabe was all show and no substance, always putting on this icy front.


    Turned out, she was the real deal. Her aloofness and arrogance stem from her talent. She was too


    shallow, couldn’t tell a pearl from a fish eye.


    Zachary nced at Arabe on stage. She was so beautiful, like the brightest star in the crowd. And


    Ynda,pared to her, seemed so in. Just an average girl, nothing special. He didn’t even know


    why he liked her before.


    Zachary stood up, leaving with his mother.


    Ynda on stage noticed, and instinctively wanted to stop them. But a crowd was demanding her to


    apologize!


    Attlee and Olga were also being mocked and ridiculed. Feeling utterly humiliated, they just wanted to


    get out of there.


    “You’ve infringed on the author’s rights by giarizing his work for personal gain. You should be liable.”


    Arabe said in a cold voice, “You’ll be hearing from awyer soon.”


    Ynda opened her mouth, speechless and utterly defeated.


    And people were still demanding an apology!


    Seeing her parents being cornered, Ynda teared up, bowed deeply to Arabe, “I apologize. I made


    a mistake.”


    With that, she squeezed through the crowd and ran off stage, couldn’t stand to be there any longer!


    Seeing her run off, Attlee and Olga quickly followed.


    People surrounded Arabe.


    “Maestro, I’veposed a piece recently. I wonder if you’d guide me?”


    “Hello, I’m Frida. I came third in thispetition, could I have the honor to learn from you for a while?”


    “Maestro Melody, your improvisation was enchanting! I’m totally smitten! I’m your loyal fan, I can y


    all your pieces. Thank you for your beautiful music, it’s been a greatfort to many fans like me!”


    “I really adore you, Maestro Melody! Could I get your autograph?”


    “Could I take a picture with you?”


    Fans were crowding around Arabe, cautious yet hopeful and anxious, hoping to catch Maestro


    Melody’s eye. Spotting her parents from afar, Arabe said gently, “I got some matters to attend to.


    Please pretend you didn’t see me today.”


    “No problem!”


    “If the maestro said so, we won’t bber!”


    “If anyone asks us about the maestro’s gender, age, we’ll just say we don’t know!”