Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 504

The talent competition was about to take off in a blink.

The first round was all about musical instruments. Serena, one of the shining stars from Summerfield College, took the stage for a violin performance.

Sitting among the audience, Rosemary was first disturbed by the deafening applause and cheers. Soon, however, she found herself more annoyed by the discordant violin melodies.

It turned out that Serena’s violin performance was even more displeasing than her piano playing.

Thankfully, the performer on stage soon changed, and the music gradually took a turn for the better.

As Rosemary juggled her work on her phone and the violin melody, she lifted her gaze, intending to give her eyes a break. To her surprise, Alma Collins was standing under the spotlight, violin in hand!

Alma, with one hand on the violin and one on the bow, was an image of ecstasy. Her performance was so enchanting that it set the whole audience ablaze.

She was indeed another shining star from Summerfield College, often compared to Serena. Both of them were not only exceptionally beautiful but also extremely talented.

But to Rosemary, Alma’s violin performance was just barely passable.

Rosemary continued working on her phone until Alma finished her piece, earning high praise from the judges.

The applause from the audience was like rolling thunder, wave after wave, seemingly endless.

With a radiant smile, Alma took the microphone and announced,

"While we have contestants from many prestigious schools today, the competitor I was most looking forward to facing didn’t participate. I don’t want to leave with regrets, especially since she tried to come to Summerfield College. I’d like to invite her to take the stage and show us all her unique talents."

With that, she directly called out Rosemary.

Everyone was left stunned. Alma, the darling of Summerfield College, had just challenged the top scholar from Westerly College!

Her confident smile carried the aura of a winner as the spotlight began its hunt for Rosemary.

The atmosphere was electric.

"Alma dares to challenge the best student," someone from Westerly College gasped. "Even if Rosemary can play the violin, it’s unacceptable for Alma to spring this on us without any notice. This is a total lack of respect!"

"She’s clearly trying to put Rosemary in a difficult position and make Westerly College look bad. She definitely has ulterior motives."

"This is outrageous!"

Finally, the spotlight found Rosemary, drawing many eyes to her.

The short-haired girl next to Rosemary offered,

"Let me go up. Although my major is piano, I do know a bit about the violin."

Anything was better than going up there knowing nothing at all.

"It all comes down to whether our top scholar dares to accept the challenge."

The host, who was the president of the Summerfield College student council, said passionately,

"Let’s give a big round of applause to encourage her!"

The applause was deafening. All eyes were on Rosemary.

Westerly College’s students were growing anxious.

"They’re being too much. As the hosts, they should at least try to smooth things over instead of egging everyone on."

"Rosemary, you didn’t sign up for the competition. You can totally refuse."

Having just finished her work, Rosemary stood up casually,

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The girl beside her was about to dissuade her when Rosemary took the violin from her hands, saying,

"I’ll just borrow this for a bit."

"No," the girl nervously whispered. "This is a cheap violin. It won’t sound as good as Alma’s."

Who didn’t know the wealth of the Collins family? They indulged in only the best.

"It’s no problem," Rosemary said, clutching her violin as she ascended the stage.

The crowd’s jeers escalated. They hadn’t expected the straight-A scholar to have such courage to accept the challenge so readily.

This competition was shaping up to be quite the spectacle.

The applause from the audience was like a wave, one crashing after another.

Perhaps not expecting Rosemary to accept the challenge, Alma seemed even more smug.

It wasn’t enough to be brave on such a grand occasion. The potential humiliation could spread to her family, to Westerly College. People would laugh at the straight-A student, wouldn’t they?

The host introduced Rosemary, and she began to perform.

Serena, amongst the audience, knew of Rosemary’s fame as a piano master, but Alma didn’t.

Serena thought Rosemary was proficient in piano, but not necessarily in violin.

To lose to a college student on the violin as the renowned Maestro Melody — wouldn’t that be the real humiliation?

She didn’t care who won or lost. Whether Rosemary or Alma lost, it would be a pleasure to watch.

Rosemary, already strikingly beautiful, stood on the stage. Under the spotlight, she was incomparable.

Her right hand, holding the bow, was incredibly steady. Her left hand was precise, her bowing even.

The melody she played was beautiful, and her tone was impeccable. Her music was as clean and beautiful as she was.

Just standing on stage, she emanated an air of sophistication and artistic temperament far above the rest.

Everyone was stunned. They hadn’t expected the straight-A scholar to play the violin so well.

They even less expected her incredible composure. Standing on stage, she seemed like an untouchable dream.

Her performance was pure and incisive, noble yet fierce. Her unparalleled tone and powerful interpretation had an epic quality, representing nobility and resilience.

The joy and sorrow of life, the abundance of emotions, the icy cold and fiery heat — under Rosemary’s passionate interpretation — swept over everyone like a tornado.

The word ’stunning’ was not enough to describe the impact of her performance.

Alma, standing to the side, was frozen. She was completely drawn into the world created by the music.

It felt as if the world only contained the girl on stage, her music leading everyone through the peaks and valleys of life.

When the music ended, everyone was lost in the wonderful melody. It was a while before thunderous applause broke out.

The applause lasted for a while. The girl on the stage bowed, her posture elegant and beautiful.

The violinist and music professor from Summerfield College, Professor Antonio, applauded enthusiastically, praising,

"Your bowing skills and performance technique are not inferior to any master of your generation."

Such high praise led to another wave of applause.

Another judge picked up the microphone, emotionally asking,

"I want to ask, where did this piece come from?"

It was so melodious and pleasing to the ear!

Just listening to it once was enough to leave a lasting impression.

"It was an improvisation," Rosemary truthfully answered.

The audience was once again shocked. Even the judges thought she was a prodigy — that such a beautiful piece of music was an improvisation by her!