Chapter 916
Chapter 916:
Nora’s scheduled public debut at the opening ceremony had stirred a profound desire among her fans to finally
see her real face.
Last evening, Joanna had carefully analyzed a video of Nora, examining it frby frame. The more she
watched, the more convinced she becthat the person in the video was indeed Norah.
She wondered why Norah had entered the competition under the guise of Nora Moon and why she hadn't
reached out to them.
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Upon reaching the auditorium, they found their seats. The performance was set to start at two in the afternoon.
Nancy was slated to play third, just after Nora.
Currently, the first contestant had taken the stage, and each performer was allotted thirty-five to forty minutes
to showcase their favorite classical pieces.
Backstage at the competition, Nancy was awash with nerves, but Kayla was there soothing her.
On the opposite sofa sat Nora. A woman with an authoritative demeanor was speaking to her, possibly her coach
or her mother. Her voice was so subdued that it was impossible to discern the specifics of their conversation.
Kayla comforted Nancy by patting her shoulder. “Don’t be nervous. You have what it takes to reach the final. I'm
proud of you. Just play the way you normally do.”
She glanced over at Nora, who was sitting in silence, before whispering to Nancy, “Just play your normal game
and you'll certainly outshine someone who prefers theatrics. Just relax.”
The woman on the opposite side caught the comment and responded with a sneer. “Madam, if your intention is
to offer comfort, please do so without involving others. Why drag irrelevant individuals into this? Do you believe
belittlingwill elevate your daughter's position?”
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Kayla’s expression darkened. She hadn't anticipated that her quietly spoken words would carry to the very
person she had mentioned.
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Nancy looked up at Kayla, her voice gentle yet resolute.
“My mother is right. You've been hiding behind a mask. Isn't that a bit theatrical? My mom thinks I'm better than
you. That's her love speaking. How does expressing that make you feel belittled?”
She tilted her head innocently. “You're not accustomed to such loving remarks, so you interpret them as
belittlement, right?”
The short-haired, middle-aged woman felt compelled to argue back. “Is it reasonable to disparage others?
Whatever you say, it doesn’t alter the fact that you spoke ill of her first.”
The competition’s schedule for the day included matches for three contestants each. The contestants who were
set to perform at seven in the evening were also backstage, witnessing the altercation.