Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 857


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 857


    “‘Relentless Glimmer’…” J’s pink lips curled up slightly. “‘Glimmer of Dawn’. This is rather


    interesting.”


    When Henry heard J murmuring to herself, he was prompted to ask. “What is it, J? What


    ‘Glimmer of Dawn’?”


    She looked up and saw him gazing at her. Shaking her head, she replied, “It’s nothing.”


    He scratched his head at her response then returned his gaze to the stage.


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    When he saw Emily’s back, it somehow reminded him of Sweet Tune.


    Even though he knew that Sweet Tune was Sweet Tune, and Emily was Emily, he still felt a sense of


    excitement.


    Suddenly, a melodious musical note slowly sounded under Emily’s fingertips.


    The huge banquet hall fell silent except for the sound of Emily’s piano.


    The grand piano from Wesley and the sound system from Antonio naturally went well together. The


    delivery of the music was somendable that it was evenparable to an actual dance hall.


    Everyone held their breaths as they watched and waited for Emily to bring to them the work of the


    century.


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    The moment her fair and slender fingers fell on the ck and white keys, they also felt their hearts


    quiver.


    Each note in the tune simply mesmerized them.


    Once the song came to an end, the guests in the audience began cheering for her. “Holy sh*t! That


    sounded incredible.”


    “Emily was capable enough to be able to hold this celebration banquet in advance!”


    “Yes, this is rather unbelievable. In any case, it was amazing.”


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    Hearing the round of apuse around her, Emily let out a sigh of relief and slowly got up from the stool


    to bow. “This is the end of my song. I would like to ask Master Ford and Master Powell to provide some


    feedback for my performance,” she said in a modest and respectful manner. Even if she made a


    mistake, people would not have the heart to criticize her too harshly for it.


    Moreover, her performance tonight deserved a perfect score.


    Especially thest verse; it showcased her strong style and each note sounded unique.


    There was only one word to describe her performance—perfect!


    Even though Wesley and Antonio already saw her as the champion of the uing World Piano


    Competition, the standard she exhibited tonight still took them by surprise.


    When she did not get any affirmation, however, she slowly went from being full of confidence to a little


    flustered. Did I get caught out? No, that can’t be. If I get caught at a celebration banquet, I’ll turn into a


    Her heart was pounding in her chest from the nerves.


    With her hands clenched into fists, she was slowly losing color in her face as she stammered, “Master


    Ford, Master Powell, what did you think of my performance tonight?”


    They nced at each other then eximed, “It was excellent!”


    Excellent? She blinked. Did they really use the word excellent to describe my performance? It was


    something that even she, herself, did not expect.


    Did she really receive such high praise for her ‘original work’?


    In that case, who else would be deserving of the title as champion in the World Piano Competition if not


    her?


    At that moment, the thrill and shock she felt could no longer be described with words.


    After working hard for three to four months, she was finally being repaid for her efforts.


    It was a truly touching moment.


    Both Wesley and Antonio were in awe of her. “Miss Emily, can you please tell us how you came to


    Upon hearing their question, she hesitated and eventually fell out of her excitement.