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Zero to the Greatest and Richest Chapter 41
Glenna's eyes widened in shock as she rummaged through her handbag, her fingers brushing against two tickets."I got the ticket," she exclaimed while taking it out for everyone to see, her voice tinged with astonishment. "It's VIP."I wasn't surprised; my skills as a master thief worked like a charm, unseen and swift. Her expression mirrored the disbelief and awe I anticipated."Of course, my dear, only the best for you," I replied nonchalantly, glancing at my extravagantly priced watch. "Time's nearly upon us, let's head to our seats. But first..." My gaze hardened as I turned to the boy, my voice laced with an unyielding edge. "Glenna has told me everything. You've swindled her, pleaded for a reconciliation, even telling her that you are using your current relationship as a ruse for more deception. Stay away from Glenna, or you'll have me to contend with. I am her boyfriend now."The boy stood speechless, a mix of shock and anger on his face, further fueled by the angry glare of his
Zero to the Greatest and Richest Chapter 42
The velvet curtain of the stage lingered in its descent, its stillness belying the whispers that swirled through the audience like a hushed wind. My fingers hovered above the piano keys, feeling the cold of the air conditioner and my own heartbeat.Posturing my feet and body in the most relaxing posture for playing piano, drawing in a deep breath steeped in determination, I let my fingers fall gracefully onto the ivory keys, initiating the intricate melody of La Campanella. Each note danced through the air.***Beyond the curtain, people were gradually settling into their seats, waiting for the performance. The distant, mellifluous sound of the piano began to permeate the space from behind the closed curtain, stirring a curious wonder among the listeners.Despite the curtain remaining firmly closed, an unspoken agreement fell upon the crowd to be silent and enjoy the music. Some closed their eyes, allowing the cascading notes of the piano to paint vivid images in their minds. The musi
Zero to the Greatest and Richest Chapter 43
In the hall audience seat.I, Jessica, was a seasoned music critic for a prestigious magazine, having experienced a myriad of orchestras across the globe. Yet, today's performance stirred within me a reluctance I couldn't shake off. I hate the conductor. I checked the pamphlet and there was a name listed as the conductor: Benedict, notorious for his greed. was known to select musicians based on the thickness of their wallets rather than their talent. His conducting style, devoid of passion, always left me cold. I had no fondness for him, yet duty called, as the magazine I worked for insisted on a review, especially since a wealthy benefactor's offspring were to grace the stage.When I received my ticket, I deliberately chose a seat at a safe distance from the cacophony I anticipated. I had no desire to assault my ears with the conductor's mundane and uninspired interpretations. They were always so drearily predictable, lacking any semblance of artistic taste.As the first announcement
Zero to the Greatest and Richest Chapter 44
My musical talent was pushed to its limits as I endeavored to conduct the entire orchestra. Though a few imperceptible errors resonated in my trained ears, I doubted the audience would notice them. The mistakes were too subtle for those unaccustomed to the nuances of orchestral music.As the first performance concluded, I surveyed the orchestra, preparing them for our next piece, Francis Poulenc's "Concerto for Two Pianos and Orchestra." I was to conduct while simultaneously playing my part on the piano. I confidently settled into the piano chair, mirroring Sophia's actions on the opposite side. With a graceful sweep of my hands, I initiated the first cue for the orchestra, then seamlessly transitioned into my piano performance. But suddenly, the entire hall was plunged into darkness.***Meanwhile, in the audience, Jessica eagerly anticipated the second performance, particularly intrigued by the young, handsome conductor's dual role as pianist. She pondered his ability to manage both
Zero to the Greatest and Richest Chapter 45
My eyes ached, almost as if they were overwhelmed by the radiant beauty before me. In all my previous existence, never had I directly gazed upon such a captivating face. And to witness her in slumber, her features softened in repose, was a vision beyond words. The delicate pink hue of her youthful lips seemed to whisper promises of forbidden sweetness."Damn, how can a woman be so breathtaking?" I mused internally. The sight of her was enough to fill me with a serene sense of completion, as if my life's purpose had been fulfilled in this single moment. Her beautiful eyelashes and eyebrows, her lips, akin to a pink, forbidden fruit, her nose finely sculpted, and her skin, reminiscent of polished ivory. Strands of her lustrous hair framed her face perfectly, an image so stunning, she could effortlessly be the muse of Instagram admirers worldwide.The picture of the girl that millions of otaku and nerds were willing to die for, including me in my pastime.Every fiber of my being seemed t
Zero to the Greatest and Richest Chapter 46
As Sophia's words stirred my memory of the previous night, I found myself slowly remembering everything.In the chaos of audience went to greet me, the staff ushered me into the staffroom. There, a celebration awaited us, marked by glasses of rich red wine to toast the closing of our musical performance.The atmosphere was electric, the orchestra musicians exuberant with the success of the night, their joy infectious as they insisted I join them in toast after toast."I've never witnessed such enthusiasm from an audience in all my years!" exclaimed one musician, his eyes sparkling with excitement."Nor have I ever played such a mesmerizing piece," another added, her voice tinged with pride."To our conductor!" they cheered, as more and more people approached, glasses in hand, making it impossible for me to decline their offerings. I drank several glasses of red wine, making me feel tipsy.Amidst the revelry, a staff member approached, gently guiding me towards the office. "Conductor,
Zero to the Greatest and Richest Chapter 47
I revved the engine of my super bike, slicing through the city's cacophony as I made my way to the rehabilitation center. Celeste and Maria had already journeyed there by car, leaving me to navigate the bustling streets alone. Sophia and I had parted ways at the penthouse; her soul immersed in the intricate melodies of her new music. I had left her with the best songs to practice - John Legend's "All of Me" and Ed Sheeran's "Perfect," hoping they'd resonate with her artistic spirit.Upon arriving at the rehabilitation center, a heavy air of sorrow greeted me. People's heads shook gently, their expressions etched with grief. The atmosphere was thick with an unspoken sadness, almost tactile in its intensity. I maneuvered through the somber crowd, making my way to Victoria's room. The corridor felt longer than usual, each step echoing with the collective heartache of those present.Inside Victoria's room, the scene was heart-wrenching. Celeste was weeping inconsolably at her mother's bed
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"Why do you hit me?" I gasped, clutching my aching stomach as I confronted the assailant. His eyes, cold and unfeeling, met mine briefly before he shrugged with a mocking smirk. "What?" he retorted, his voice dripping with disdain, "Can't I hit you?" Without warning, his fist connected with my head, a sharp pain radiating through my skull.Anger, hot and seething, began to morph into a blistering fury within me.The teachings of Buddha echoed in my mind, 'Control your anger, lest it becomes the source of your regret.'Taking a deep breath, I summoned all my speed and strength, channeling it into a swift blow to his stomach. My fist connected with a satisfying thud. Spinning with a fluid motion, I struck his face - once, twice, thrice - each hit a release of the pent-up fury. He crumbled to the ground like a marionette with its strings cut. A bitter laugh escaped my lips, "Fuck, Buddha, I am not a Buddhist!"The others, part of his gang, began to close in. He came at me, arms swinging.
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