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    Yvette nodded, her eyebrows lifting as she remarked casually, "You behave like an animal when you act without thinking"


    Ss was taken aback. Deep down, he felt a bit guilty about it, considering he had quite a few girlfriends over the years. Seeing Ss act cute at his age was quite off-putting, but he did not seem to realize it. Yvette looked upzily. Her eyes reflected her usual calm demeanor. She exchanged nces with Ss before leaving with both hands shoved inside her pockets.


    He rubbed his nose and switched the topic quickly, saying, "Yvette, I actually have something to tell you today. Can you


    what it is?" guess


    If she stayed any longer, it would be hard for her not to p the wide smile off Ss'' face.


    Seeing Yvette about to leave, Ss quickly tried to stop her. He said pitifully, "Come on! Really? I''m just asking you to guess. Can''t you be more patient with me? Just a little?"


    Yvette stopped in her tracks, letting out a softugh. She pursed her lips and replied straightforwardly; "Nope, so you better spill before I leave." Ss quickly followed up and said, "I''ll tell you, okay? No need to start using bad words now,"


    Ss decided not to beat around the bush anymore, knowing Yvette would definitely leave out of impatience if he did.


    He said, "You previously mentioned that Betrico University wanted to invite me to be an honorary professor. I''ve already contacted them. Once we wrap up the matter with the enhanced No.7 Toxin next month, I''ll head to Betrico University for about a year, at least."


    Clearing his throat, Ss continued, "I want to train more talented people in the medical industry. It''s a long but important journey ahead." Yvette did not show much surprise, only turning her head to stare at Ss with a serious expression. She dragged out her words, saying, "Speak clearly"


    Ss, who had just taken a sip of water, almost choked. He quickly soothed himself and caught his breath.


    Ss mumbled under his breath, "I heard that in Clusia, older folks love doing the square dance. Haven''t I done enough jazz and walizes here? I thought I could try out a different dance style in Clusia,


    Yvette walked leisurely over to a chair. She sat down, leaned back, and crossed one leg over the other. She said yfully, "A new dance style? Are you sure you''re not just looking for a new dance partner?"


    Ss stared at Yvette with a pout. His expression grew increasingly pitiful with her repeated teasing.


    ''Did she have to be that blunt? he thought.


    Ss decided to put aside his pride and admitted frankly, "I feel like my life-long true love is destined to be found in the distant and mysterious Aploth. It''s like God is guiding me there


    With a sincere expression, Ss almost looked like he had received divine guidance


    Yvette narrowed her eyes a little, resting her hand on the chair. Hershes lowered as a mischievous smile shed across her face. She said, "You never believed in God!


    Ss looked as though he might cry, each of Yvette''s words felte a dagger to his heart. If they contiqued this conversation, he might just suffer from a stroke.


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    All he could think of now was that the further Yvette was, the better. At the very least, he did not want to see her again this


    year.


    The Golden Exhibit Center in Mysona was known as the oldest andrgest concert hall in Mysonna, It was now used mainly forrge-scale music events.


    Only world-ss musicians and performers could hold their concerts and recitals here. It was considered a sacred venue for everyone in the music industry.


    This year, the Golden Exhibit Center hosted no more than five pianists for recitals. The next recital would feature Elliot Ross, the eldest son of the prestigious Ross family.


    Elliot gained fame at a young age.


    When he was eight years old, he took the music industry by stom with his original piece, “Despaired Soul." He won almost all the major awards that year. This established him as a unique presence in the music industry and cemented his unparalleled status.


    Elliot would receive more than 30 million dors in royalties every year from "Despaired Soul"


    Clyde, Elliot''s assistant, dismissed everyone in the break room, leaving just the two of them. Once alone, Elliot dropped his gentlemanly facade and turned irritable.


    He threw the sheet music at Clyde''s face and shouted angrily, Where''s the new sheet music? Is it still not done? Months have passed! Those useless people can''t even produce a decent piece, even with all the money I spend on them. These are all trash! If this gets published, what will happen to my reputation?


    Clyde had grown used to Elliot''s angry outbursts. Whenever things did not go couldn''t see. Clyde carefully picked up the scattered sheet music from the floor.


    his way, he would lose his mind where others


    Clyde pleaded, "Mr. Ross, please don''t be upset. They''ve said that if you give them a few more months, they''ll definitely produce a piece that will satisfy you. So..."


    Before Clyde could finish speaking, Elliot kicked him to the ground and cursed loudly, "What did you say? Wait? I''ve already waited for so fucking long!"


    He fumed, "If I can''te up with a new piece this year, what will people think of me? All of them are ready to drag me down from the pedestal and rece me. Keep dreaming! They should all go to hell!"


    Clyde appeared humble on the surface, but deep down, he harbored a strong sense of contempt. Ever since Elliot released. the groundbreaking "Despaired Soul'' piece at eight, he hadn''t been able to produce anything as notable.


    The whispers in the music industry had grown louder in recent years. They imed that Elliot was a genius who fell off. He could no longer write good music.


    Having worked with Elliot for many years, Clyde knew that Elliot''s musical talent was not as impressive as the rumors made him out to be.N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    It was absolutely impossible for Elliot topose a piece like "Despaired Soul. But if it was giarized, why didn''t anyonee forward to expose it? Why was he handed the ticket to fame Clyde was puzzled to no


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    Elliot was very


    ry secretive about this piece, never bringing it up himself. Whenever he returned from a performance, he would throw a tantrum and smash things like he was possessed.


    Clyde reassured Elliot, replying in a humble tone, "Mr. Ross, please don''t be angry. I will continue to urge them every day


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    Association will personally attend. Whether or not you can get a high-ranking membership in the association hinges on this recital,” he said.


    At this point, Elliot finally calmed down, his expression rxing noticeably. Bing a high-ranking member of the association would silence all the critics. Who would still dare to doubt him and say his inspiration had run dry?


    With his sharp and decisive voice, Elliot said, "Send the invitation card to Derek. Tell him if he doesn''t show up to support me this time, we won''t be bros anymore."


    Clyde nodded, looking a bit troubled. The rtionship between Elliot and Derek had been strained over the years. No one. exactly knew what caused it. Each time they met, it was like oil and water. The rift between them was deep.