The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith

Chapter 968: 459 Before_3 Chapter 968: 459 Before_3 The final note of the young man’s song fell, leaving the room silent for a long while.

And then a smattering of applause broke the quiet.

Kelly Martinez praised him, “Truly worthy of being a music industry genius.

This song has a folk tune’s style, yet you sang it with your own unique flavor.”

But with regards to the song’s lyrics, Kelly cast a meaningful glance at Aubree Groove.

He is still young, bursting with energy, unable to hide anything.

It moved the heart of a young lady.

But what a pity, the lady he met was no ordinary girl, destined for the falling petals to wish, and the running water to be heartless.

Peter Aria, satisfied, nodded his head, “This song is very good, I like it a lot.

What’s it called?”

Anton Cook shook his head, “I haven’t named it yet.”

Peter Aria gazed off into the distant night, as if remembering something – perhaps moments from his past with her.

“In the past, neither of us recognized each other, in the future, my life will be as I wish…”

Such a beautiful vision.

“Let’s call it ‘In the Past’ then.

The past was so beautiful that it dares not let people hope for the future.”

In the daily solitude, guarding memories of one’s past, is truly cruel.

Anton Cook nodded, “Alright, let’s call it ‘In the Past’.”

Dallyn lurked in a corner, originally she had made the beds and wanted to call everyone to rest.

However, she ended up overhearing Anton Cook’s song.

This song is really nice.

Subconsciously, Dallyn pulled out her phone, opened the video function, and secretly recorded the scene.

Anton Cook is a very famous superstar.

Back when Dallyn was in high school, almost all the girls in her class were his fans.

Dallyn never thought she would get so close to Anton Cook.

If she could share this with her high school classmates, those girls would surely die of envy.

Clydie hesitated for a moment, preparing to post the newly recorded video into their high school chat group, when suddenly someone appeared and coldly asked, “What are you skulking around for?”

Clydie jumped in fright, dropping her phone onto the ground.

Lidya Linggo quickly picked it up, glanced at it, and sneered, “You really know how to dig your own hole.

Intending to post this stolen recording into the group chat, do you think we haven’t had enough trouble already?”

Clydie immediately waved her hands in denial, “No … no, that’s not it.”

Lidya Linggo passed the phone to Mr.

Brian, “Mr.

Brian, have a look.”

Mr.

Brian glanced at Clydie, his gaze devoid of any emotion yet making Clydie inexplicably nervous.

She lowered her head fearfully.

After operating the phone for a moment, Mr.

Brian deleted the original footage, cleared any remaining traces in the phone, and tossed it back to Clydie.

Clydie caught the phone in a fluster.

“Young miss, focus on the right things while you’re still young.

Otherwise, you’ll end up like your cousin, a miserable creature because of her own doing.”

His emphasis on the last six words, coupled with his relaxed tone, scared Clydie out of her wits.

She dropped to her knees with a thud, crying helplessly and pitifully.

“Master Aubree Groove, I know I was wrong, please forgive me.”

“I … I didn’t intend to record secretly.

My high school classmates are all Anton Cook’s fans.

If they knew I was so close to him, they’d be so envious, so jealous of me.

I didn’t mean anything else.

I won’t dare to secretly record again.”

In simple terms, the young lady was driven by vanity.

Aubree Groove shook her head, “Get up, I never blamed you.”

Clydie looked up, stunned.

Tears still hung on her face.

Half of her cheek was swollen, making her look pitifully helpless.

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“Master Aubree Groove, I once schemed with Xenia Groove against you, don’t you really blame me?”

Aubree Groove smiled and shook her head, “Xenia Groove tempted you with great benefits, who could resist human nature?

The person you need to apologize to isn’t me, but yourself.

Your greed will ultimately harm you.”

Clydie paused, she couldn’t understand much, however, the young lady standing in the night, devoid of resentment and anger, and full of peace and gentleness, somehow made her cry even harder.

She crawled in front of Aubree Groove, clutching the hem of her dress.

“Master Aubree Groove, please save me, what should I do to save myself?”

The others watched, a mix of feelings in their hearts.

Everyone has their own challenges; some are captives of greed, some are trapped by emotions, and some lose sleep burdened with hatred.

No matter the reason, everyone is the same in the end.

It’s an abyss that will consume and corrupt.

Human nature compels one to attempt self-rescue in crisis, look at the girl crying pitifully and pleading at Aubree Groove’s feet.

A few people unconsciously turned their gaze to Aubree Groove.

The young lady stood in the darkness, her black dress almost melting into the night.

Her beautiful face, peaceful and serene, her eyes filled with compassion and calmness.