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That evening, Elyse decided to hit the hay early. To ensure she wouldn't be late, she left at the crack of dawn the
next morning for the concert hall to slip into her performance attire. One by one, the orchestra members began
to arrive. Spotting Darren, Elyse made her way over to say hello, only to find him staring intently at something,
his brow creased with concern.
“What's caught your eye?” Elyse inquired, her curiosity piqued. Darren glanced at her and nodded towards Vicky.
“Doesn't she seem a bit off to you?”
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Elyse followed his gaze to where Vicky was standing with a group of orchestra members, engrossed in their chat.
After observing for a moment, she shrugged and said, “She seems fine to me.”
Nevertheless, Darren wasn’t convinced. He walked up to Vicky, his steps brisk and purposeful. Grabbing her
wrist, he demanded, “Vicky, cut the act. Are you out of your mind?”
“Let go!” Vicky retorted, her voice rising in anger as she yanked her hand away. Her sharp nasal tone echoed
through the room, drawing everyone's attention. Darren sneered, “You're unwell and you hid it from us. What if
you collapse during the performance and bring shto our Celestial Sounds Symphony in front of everyone?”
Vicky shouted back, her voice raspy, “I'm not sick! Stop spreading lies!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDarren turned to a girl standing nearby and instructed, “Ask the manager to cand have her check on Vicky's
condition.” The girl nodded and hurried off to find the manager. In a panic, Vicky tried to stop her, but dizziness
overwhelmed her. She swayed, fighting the urge to faint.
Just then, Elyse hurried over and caught Vicky in her arms, steadying her. Feeling the heat radiating from Vicky,
Elyse asked with concern, “Are you running a fever? Have you taken any medicine?”
Vicky steadied herself, pushed Elyse away, and snapped, “I told you I'm fine! Just leavealone.” Elyse looked
over at Darren, her face a mix of frustration and resignation. Darren remained silent, his expression cold. With
her fists clenched, Vicky couldn't resist shooting a glare at Darren.
Soon, the manager and a group of staff arrived, one of them holding a thermometer. They approached Vicky to
check her temperature, but she dodged, clearly unwilling to cooperate. The manager, her patience wearing thin,
fixed Vicky with a stern look. “Vicky, this is not the tfor stubbornness. We can’t risk any mishaps during our
first tour stop. It would damage our orchestra’s reputation. Are you ready to shoulder that responsibility?”
“You really can’t afford to slip up now. If you're sick, it's better to rest instead of going onstage. We've practiced
so hard for this. Please don’t spoil our efforts. Can you handle the responsibility for everyone? And remember,
even as concertmaster, you need to follow the rules,” the manager added.
Vicky bit her lip, hesitating only a moment before relenting. “Fine, givethe thermometer.” The manager
handed it over, and Vicky tucked it under her armpit. Fifteen minutes later, she returned it. The manager
checked the reading and exclaimed in frustration, “You have a high fever! Why are you so set on performing?
Don’t you care about your health at all?”
With her lips pressed tightly together, Vicky offered no response. After a brief discussion with the staff, the
manager decided to appoint a new concertmaster, replacing Vicky. Feeling the crowd's eyes on her, Elyse took a
step back, her voice tinged with nerves. “Is something wrong?”
The manager responded in a steady tone, “I need to inform the concert hall staff about the change in
concertmaster. We'll take Vicky to the hospital later. Elyse, you'll step in for Vicky. I'll let the orchestra know and
will handle any fallout from this decision.”
Upon realizing she would be the new concertmaster, Elyse’s eyes widened in shock as she looked over at Vicky.
Vicky returned her gaze with a look of bitterness. Elyse opened her mouth to talk to Vicky, but the urgency of the
moment meant she was hurried away by the staff. With particular responsibilities and stage manners for the
concertmaster role, Elyse had to quickly adapt to them.
The backstage, once peaceful, grew tense and uneasy with the new concertmaster. Vicky sat alone in a lounge
corner, feeling abandoned for the first tas she watched others bustling around. She sat there disheartened.
Out of the blue, a bottle of water appeared before her.
Surprised, she lifted her head and saw Darren's indifferent expression. Frustration laced her words. “Are you
pleased now? Now I'm unable to perform on stage, and Elyse is taking my place. You've truly gone out of your
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