Chapter 225

Chapter 225:
The light rock melody, masterfully woven with threads of melancholy, painted a story so vivid it seemed to breathe with life.
Every viewer sat paralyzed in wonder.
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Back at the Heavenly Melody live venue, Vivian watched as her carefully constructed plans crumbled to dust, her entire body trembling with uncontrollable fury.
On stage, Serena glided gracefully into the climactic final verses of her mesmerizing performance. The melody began its breathtaking ascent, lifting her voice from whispered intimacy to celestial magnificence, spiraling upward like an ancient prayer ascending to the heavens.
Her vocal cords stretched beyond mortal limitations, leaving behind an overwhelming sense of otherworldly purity, unbroken by any flaw.
As the song neared its finale, the melody struck a stunning G6, sweeping the audience forward like an unstoppable ocean wave, painting the vision of the mermaid finally claiming her throne as the sovereign of the depths.
A profound silence descended upon the venue, enveloping it like a sacred shroud. Every soul present remained frozen in reverent wonder.
Nearly thirty seconds passed before thunderous applause erupted through the stillness.
Millie surveyed the sea of enraptured faces before her, then bent forward in a graceful bow that acknowledged their collective appreciation.
This masterpiece had consumed weeks of meticulous preparation, crafted specifically for this pivotal moment.
The instant Alexia had successfully obtained Tia’s phone, Millie recognized that destiny had finally arrived. The time had come to flip the script entirely, and this composition possessed all the necessary elements to accomplish that monumental task.
Her mind raced with strategic calculations, considering how best to reach the online audience with maximum impact.
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High notes—those spine-tingling vocal peaks that defied human limitations—represented the most powerful way to demonstrate the dramatic difference. This composition masterfully blended emotional storytelling with technical virtuosity, breaking through the suppression that had plagued her previous performances.
Even if Charles encountered unexpected technical disasters, her undeniable skill would shine through, piercing even the most degraded broadcast quality. She had constructed every element to be absolutely bulletproof.
Millie rose from her bow with regal dignity and became acutely aware of the intense scrutiny burning into her consciousness. Her eyes swept the crowd until they locked onto Brandon’s familiar silhouette, seated among the mesmerized spectators.
Those brief, transformative minutes had somehow shaken Brandon to his very core. Watching the enigmatic masked performer on stage, his vision kept superimposing Millie’s face over the mysterious figure. The haunting melody and embedded story triggered cascading memories of Millie’s expressions, their shared precious moments, and that recent painful encounter when she had firmly rejected his advances.
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