Chapter 457
Chapter 457:
Kenneth now recognized that his heart was not closed off to love; he simply had not met someone who could unlock it until now.
The last resonant note of the piano lingered in the air.
At the same moment, Stephen sang the final line of the melody.
Their collaborative performance gracefully concluded.
“Thank you.” Janice rose gracefully, her voice carrying across the room as she expressed her gratitude to the gathered audience. “My name is Janice Edwards, and at the moment, I’m between jobs. I’d be grateful for any opportunities.”
Stephen, catching the subtle undertone of her announcement, glanced at Janice with a look that mingled admiration and concern. He then began his own introduction.
“I’m Stephen White, an actor by profession. Delighted to make your acquaintance.”
Their self-introductions were modest, almost too unassuming.
Unexpectedly, Leonidas started clapping enthusiastically, his gaze fixed on Janice with an appreciative smile. “Janice, such humility.”
Janice met his gaze firmly, her eyes sharp and discerning. “You’re so much more than someone between jobs.”
Leonidas gave a casual shrug, his voice calm yet firm. “Actually, you are RAIN, the illustrious icon revered in classical music circles.”
The room erupted in noise at Leonidas’ declaration. The audience tuning into the livestream was thrown into chaos.
“What? Janice is RAIN? Can this actually be true?”
“Incredible! RAIN is secretive, never unveiling her true self. And now, just like that, here she is?”
“I delved into the nuances of RAIN’s expressive playing and Janice’s precise technique, and to my surprise, they mirrored each other in unexpected ways. It seems the claim is absolutely valid!”
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The online community was ablaze with astonishment that Janice was indeed RAIN.
RAIN was a legend in the classical music scene, and securing her performance was no small feat. Her last concert at a royal event had left every attendee spellbound and craving more.
As Leonidas dropped this bombshell and the online community reacted, Leah’s hands balled into tight fists, her eyes sharp with cold fury. It was clear Leonidas intended to use the show to strip Janice of her aliases.
Leah pondered what Janice’s next move would be. Would she reject the claim, or would she step into the limelight and embrace her identity?
If Janice came forward, it would undoubtedly draw crowds, massively intruding upon her personal space.
“Leonidas, your words are quite alarming.” Janice’s lips curled into a knowing smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she effortlessly brushed off any sense of pressure. “Actually, I’m a huge admirer of RAIN, so I’ve adopted her distinctive style. But to label me as RAIN just because we share some similarities—that’s rather premature. Nevertheless, I’m flattered by the comparison. It suggests I’m nearing my idol.”
“Are you still playing innocent?” Leonidas responded, his head tilting skeptically as a wry smile played on his lips. “RAIN’s artistry is unparalleled, iconic even. Many have tried to mirror her, only to fall short. And here you stand, the spitting image of her excellence. Can you really expect us to believe you’re nothing more than an admirer? Come off it, Janice. The charade has run its course.”
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