Chapter 57


    Chapter 57 Talent Scout


    They popped into their favorite little lounge bar with the live house band setting up to y. The trio


    were regrs here, so the owner gave them a friendly nod as they slumped into a cozy booth in the


    main hall instead of opting for a private room.


    Heads turned as the stunning trio walked in; they were used to the attention and shrugged


    it off with ease.


    “So, what do you think?” Juliet pondered, remembering something important, “When your brother’s


    back in town and his concert’s all set, we should totally snag some tickets.”


    “When have I ever let you down with tickets? Don’t worry, you’ll get them,” was the reassuring reply.


    Their eyes drifted to the band warming up. Juliet pointed at the lead singer, “If I remember correctly,


    wasn’t that guy on the keyboard before? What’s he doing as the lead now? Did the old singer


    leave?”


    Kelly, familiar with the scene, quipped, “Yeah, their former lead took off with another groupst


    month, leaving them shorthanded. This guy’s got the best chops of the bunch, so he stepped up to


    the mic.”


    Juliet turned to Sylvia, “Hey, how about you give it a shot? With your brother being who he is, I bet


    he’ll want more than just a new song from you. You might end up singing a duet.”


    Sylvia’s eyes widened in utter disbelief. Juliet chuckled, caught off guard by her own guess which


    turned out startlingly urate. “Wanna give it a try first?”


    Sylvia mulled it over but dismissed the idea. “Nah, my brother’s the main act, not me. I’ve had my


    share of the spotlight,” she reasoned.


    “Bute on, perform a couple of songs for them. Notice how their eyes are practically glued to


    you? You used to help them out with a song or two back in the day,” Juliet nudged.


    Back when they used to hang out here more frequently, they had watched the band for years. Sylvia


    asionally got the itch to perform, and whenever she did, the ce would make a killing.


    While Juliet and Sylvia were talking, Kelly noticed something off about the band members on stage,


    a single nce screaming untold stories. They weren’t running a charity here; patience for problems


    wasn’t in abundant supply.


    But because they knew each other, Kelly mentioned it. Catching the eye of the lead singer, a


    connection was made, and Sylvia felt a sudden urge to stand.


    As she approached the stage, the excitement among the band was palpable–they had thought


    Sylvia wouldn’t bother with them anymore, not after so many years. But here she


    was, ready to step up.


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    Once on stage, Sylvia took the mic, and the regr lead humbly returned to his keys. The crowd


    was always here for a good time, not particrly fussed with who was performing. But swapping in


    a more morous lead singer definitely captured their attention.


    It’s a lounge bar, a ssy joint. Nothing outrageous would happen here, everyone was just getting


    their dose of surprise entertainment.


    Sylvia figured singing someone else’s songs could beplicated and decided to perform her


    brother’s hits instead. The band, having backed her up countless times, knew exactly what to


    expect and yed along perfectly. As the music started, the crowd ignited in anticipation of Bulk’s


    famed tracks.


    Bulk, a global megastar, had a massive fan following. And right here in this lounge bar, they could


    feel the magnitude of his stardom through just a song’s intro. As Sylvia began to sing, her exquisite


    voice filled the room. The song, one she had crafted for Bulk, resonated perfectly with the


    audience, fans or not, stirring excitement all around.


    “Wow, that’s Bulk’s pull for you–electrifying every room, like we’re at his concert or something!”


    someone marveled as Sylvia single–handedly took the lounge’s vibe to new heights.


    The owner, recognizing the familiar voice, hurried out from his office. Seeing Sylvia on stage, he


    nodded in understanding–no wonder it’s be so lively all of a sudden.


    After blessing the bar with two of Bulk’s songs, Sylvia stepped down to a ripple of questions,


    confirming to the curious that indeed, she was a devoted fan. Within half an hour, she’d exchanged


    contacts with at least twenty new friends, all bonded by their love for Bulk


    Cornered by the crowd, Kelly and Juliet watched, amused at Sylvia’s newfound poprity.


    Finally, when thest of the excited fans dissipated, Sylvia, just about to quench her thirst, was


    approached by a gentleman with sses.


    “Hello, ma’am, I’m Harold, a talent scout. I saw your performance–that was something special.


    Ever thought about breaking into the entertainment industry? With your talent, I can assure you


    could make waves in the music world–your sess could match even Bulk’s,


    he proposed, seeing star potential in Sylvia’s casual showcase.