Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 511

"You have more talent than her; you just haven’t put in as many hours practicing," Rosemary stated.

"If you apply yourself and practice diligently, chances are you’ll surpass her."

"Then I’ll definitely practice more — strive to take a big leap forward."

The short-haired girl was surprised that she had received Rosemary’s approval, and a spark of motivation ignited within her.

Surpassing Serena — something she wouldn’t have dared to dream of before!

"So, Rosemary, how did you find my saxophone performance just now?"

"How was my piano performance?"

"My flute playing was okay, right?"

Many were surrounding Rosemary, seeking her assessment and validation.

Meanwhile,

Serena watched Rosemary, her figure bathed in adoration, and she was stunned. Even after the crowd dispersed, she was still rooted to the spot, unable to believe what she had witnessed.

Rosemary had been receiving guidance from Mr. Eugene since she was a child — for over a decade.

It was known that the famous chess master, Morgan, had only received a month of guidance from Mr. Eugene.

What kind of merit did Rosemary possess to be so close to Mr. Eugene and so beloved by him?

It was clear today that Mr. Eugene had intentionally come to challenge her to a game of chess.

According to Mr. Eugene, she had ignored his calls and not responded to his WhatsApp messages.

How could she be so arrogant?

But then again, she seemed to have always been like that — so aloof, as if always standing in the clouds, unwilling to mingle with mere mortals.

Just then, a group of girls came over to Serena.

"Serena, what are you thinking about? You seem so focused."

"Your violin performance was amazing earlier. I think the judges are tone-deaf. Your score should have been higher than Alma’s."

"Exactly! I think Alma’s violin skills are not as good as yours, and her performance was really grating."

"I didn’t like it either."

Serena knew these girls were trying to comfort her, but their words did lift her spirits a bit. She smiled and said,

"It’s okay. Alma is also part of the Collins family. If she wins, it’s a collective glory for our family. I’m proud of her."

"Serena, you have such a broad perspective — truly magnanimous."

"That’s the upbringing of a wealthy heiress. We should learn from you."

"Oh, right, Serena, you promised us concert tickets earlier."

Several expectant gazes were directed at her.

Serena smiled lightly. "I’ll call David right now."

"That’s great! We knew Serena always treated us like sisters."

"Serena, you’re so nice! You always help me when I can’t get concert tickets."

"I’m so jealous that you have a superstar brother. He’s an A-lister in the entertainment industry, and he’s so handsome."

"Serena, everyone in your family is so attractive — especially you."

One by one, they heaped praises on Serena.

Serena dialed David’s number in front of her friends, and the onlookers couldn’t help but comment,

"How lucky, Serena, to have a pop star’s number!"

The call was picked up quickly on the other end.

"David, any chance you could spare a few concert tickets for me?" Serena asked with a smile, her friends watching eagerly. "You see, my girlfriends are big fans, and they’re dying to see your show, but they couldn’t get any tickets. You’re just too popular."

Perhaps fearing David’s refusal, Serena added,

"They’ve been begging me for a while now. I hate to turn them down, but I don’t want to put you on the spot."

David, feeling a bit apologetic, responded,

"Serena, I just gave the last of my tickets away. Next time, I promise, I’ll save more for you guys."

"What? You’re out of tickets?"

Serena’s words were met with a palpable tension from her friends.

Their pleading eyes were turned to her, hoping she could persuade David.

"I originally had a dozen or so tickets," David explained. "But I promised my manager that I’d save about seven or eight for family and friends. The rest were given to thank those who’ve helped me out."

Although the tickets he’d given away weren’t the best seats,

the best ones had already been given to Rosemary and Romeo.

"Tell your friends I’m sorry, okay? Next time, I’ll be sure to save more for you guys," David said, just as someone called for him.

"I’ve got to head to rehearsal. We’ll talk later."

"Wait, David—" Serena began, but the call had already ended.

She looked at her friends, their eyes filled with anticipation and disappointment.

"David had a dozen or so tickets," she explained, "but he promised his manager he’d save most of them for family and friends. The rest were given away, so there’s none left."

"Not even one?"

"But his first show is in Summerfield, and I really want to go!"

"Serena, can’t you ask David to sneak us in?"

Celebrities did it all the time.

"Please, Serena."

The pleading started again.

Serena knew that David was a stickler for rules. He wouldn’t allow people to roam around backstage, let alone sneak into his concert.

She’d known this for a long time.

"I just spoke to him, and he asked me to apologize to you guys. He said he’ll save more tickets for you next time. I’m really sorry, and I should have called him earlier."

The others were visibly upset, blaming Serena.

She could have called David again and sweet-talked him into letting them in.

It was such a simple thing, yet she refused to help.

If she wasn’t willing to help, why did she promise them in the first place?!

Wasn’t she just trying to show off that she had a famous brother?

"Serena, I don’t want a concert ticket. You know I’ve always admired your brother Hunter. I heard he’s attending a charity ball in Summerfield next Monday, and he needs a date. Could you recommend me?"

One of the girls, a brunette heiress, asked.

Worried that Serena might refuse, she added,

"Serena, I understand that David’s tickets are in high demand, but your brother Hunter is always alone.

Can you call him and see if he has a date? If not, you could recommend me."

"Serena, you should help her! If she becomes your sister-in-law, she’ll ensure Hunter gives you more pocket money."

"Pocket money? He should give stock shares!"

The brunette heiress quickly pledged her loyalty,

"If I become Hunter’s wife, any shares he gives me, I’ll give to you."

Although Serena was a bit speechless at their requests, the feeling of being needed prompted her to pick up her phone.

Soon, she was dialing Hunter’s number.