My Stand-In Groom Is A Secret Tycoon (Audrey) novel Chapter 315

Audrey thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Sure, but this is just the first draft; some parts might need to be changed later on."

Hearing this, Evelyn beamed with joy, excitedly opening the lyrics sheet, her expression sincere.

After a moment, she slapped her thigh in excitement, her eyes shining, and said, "This is fantastic! And this is just the draft? I think it's perfect already, much better than those popular songs out now!"

Just by looking at the lyrics, Evelyn could tell the song had incredible depth; it might even outshine Toasting in popularity.

Audrey smiled humbly and said, "You're too kind, and there's still a lot that needs improving."

Hearing this, Francis became interested in the lyrics.

But he didn't want to admit it openly, thinking it might be embarrassing, so he said with a touch of sarcasm, "It's just a song, and how good could it really be?"

Evelyn, knowing her husband's personality, handed him the lyrics and said, "If you don't believe me, see for yourself."

Francis got the lyrics sheet as he wanted, and after reading it, he felt a bit surprised inside. He had to admit that the lyrics were really well-written.

Each line seemed heavy, but together, they exuded an indescribable sense of power.

It was like stubborn seeds breaking through the dark soil under the spring rain, making one's soul tremble involuntarily.

Especially the chorus—each line had a stirring force.

Francis read the lyrics, "Never bowing to pain; not surrendering to a life weathered by storms; only to emerge anew from the depths of life's valleys."

Francis was genuinely astonished, which is why he asked.

Evelyn started scolding him again, calling him narrow-minded. She said, "Artists create based on imagination, not just real experiences. Haven't you ever heard of the saying, 'You don't have to eat pork to know what a pig looks like'?"

Without facing major hardships, Audrey still managed to write such exciting lyrics, proving she's genuinely talented.

Audrey listened to their chatter, surprised that Francis knew she had written lyrics before. It even seemed he might have heard them.

For a moment, Audrey found Francis's awkwardness unexpectedly charming.

She chuckled softly and confessed, "Mrs. Evelyn Hayes, don't blame Mr. Francis Hayes. This song wasn't written about my life; it was actually written for Sunny."