Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me novel Chapter 499

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 499

Vinson looked at Arielle’s departing back, then took himself off to the audience stands.

Meanwhile, Donovan had got back to the hall and

immediately rushed backstage.

However, he was too late. He was just halfway there when he heard the presenter’s announcement and saw the curtains on the stage opening.

He stopped and looked up toward the stage.

If Arielle let herself and the school down, I can use this as an excuse to get rid of her. Thinking about it now, it’s not a bad thing either.

In the audience, Steven and his friends were looking nonchalantly at the stage.

The next moment, they found their eyes drawn simultaneously to one spot.

The girl on the stage, unlike Wendy, was not wearing some expensive formal attire. She was in a simple t shirt and tracksuit pants; something that was totally incongruous with a piano recital.

Amazingly, she carried herself with such elegance and grace that, had she performed in a sack, it would not have seemed out of place.

Arielle stood facing the audience. Then, with a bow, she

said, “A big welcome to everyone. I’m Arielle Moore from the preparatory class. My friend, Trisha, and I will be performing In the Moonlight.”

Upon hearing this, Steven’s eyes widened.

In the Moonlight? Did I hear that right?

The old man next to him sneered, “These young Chanaeans are inexperienced but think they can play anything. In the Moonlight… I dare say, Steven, that even you won’t claim that you have mastered it.”

Steven gave an awkward cough and tried to change the subject.

Suddenly, he saw the piano behind Arielle.

“The Goddess of Hunting!” cried Steven, leaping up in his excitement.

Steven rationalized, “The Goddess of Hunting is something that immediately draws your attention. However, from the start, we were only looking at the girl and did not even notice the Goddess of Hunting. This is the difference between this girl and Wendy. The radiance from her outshone that from the Goddess of Hunting.”

The old man was not convinced.

“That was only because we never thought that The Goddess of Hunting would be here.”

Steven shrugged his shoulders and said, “Well, let’s wait and see!”

He had a strong feeling about this girl. She was like no other!

At this moment, Wendy had also come from backstage to the front of the stage.

She stared coldly at the Goddess of Hunting, her eyes bright with envy.

Play! Play on, Arielle! Give the worst recital on the best piano. It’s only a re-arrangement of In the Moonlight but you are shameless enough to use its original English name!

Arielle was ready for the performance; she moved from the center of the stage to the crystal bench.