Chapter 70

Tm missing you here, and the top three of this year’s piano competition have been announced. The

folks under me did the judging. They say this year’s entries aren’t all that. I’ll send them over for you to

check out”

“Alright.” Arabella was also one of the top judges, but she rarely got involved in the judging process,

leaving it to her subordinates.

Solterra held a piano competition every year, but this year there were fewer participants as most of

them ran off to compete internationally.

“The one who got the first place did so largely because of his family’s reputation, plus the other entries

were pretty subpar, so he just barely grabbed the first place. Second place is a pity. The first half of his

piece was boring and the latter part wasn’t performed well. The climax was okay, but I feel like he

added too much. Kind of unnecessary! And the third place, well, let’s not even talk about that.”

“Okay, I’ll listen.” Even though Arabella didn’t participate in the judging, she needed to know what stage

the competition was at and who the talents were this year. When she opened the audio sent by

Grandpa Jarvis, she saw Serena’s name

Serena won first place?

The plece did sound pretty bland.

When she clicked on the second place, she was surprised. Yolanda?!

Why did this piece sound so familiar?

Arabella smirked, closed her laptop, and didn’t bother listening any further

On the other side.

Attlee was sitting in the lounge on the first floor of Allbara Investment, his eyes fixed on the elevator.

He had been waiting since moming until noon for Dylan to show up, enduring his growling stomach,

waiting for this moment.

At this point, he was about to pass out from hunger!

No one invited him upstairs, not even a cup of water was offered to him!

He couldn’t help but approach the reception with a cautious smile on his face: “Excuse me, may I know

if Mr. Dylan has finished his meeting?”

It’s been from moming till now, surely he couldn’t have been in a meeting the whole day!

Tm sorry, Mr. Dylan is still busy. Maybe you can come another day! The receptionist was not as

enthusiastic as before her attitude was indifferent.

Attlee asked with patience, “Could you do me a favor? Can you check what Mr. Dylan is doing? I’ve

been waiting since morning”

“Mr. Dylan is really busy” As soon as the receptionist finished her sentence, she saw Dylan walking out

of the elevator. She quickly stood up, along with her colleagues, and respectfully bowed, “Mr. Dylan!”

“Mr. Dylan, it’s me.” When Attlee finally saw the familiar figure, he immediately stepped forward to greet

him.

But Mario stopped him, saying. “Im sorry, Mr. Dylan has an important appointment”

“Give me three minutes.” Attlee wanted to squeeze to the front and say, “Thave something to say to Mr.

Dylan.”

“I’m sorry, but Mr. Dylan is really in a hurry”

“Mario, can you tell me why Mr. Dylan doesn’t want to work with us anymore?” Attlee was holding the

bank card he had intended to give Arabella, ready to hand it Mario

“Mr. Murphy, you can’t do that!” Mario quickly pushed the card back toward him

Attlee insisted on giving him the card

The card fell to the ground, attracting quite a few onlookers.

“Mr. Murphy, this is blatant bribery; you’ll get me fired” Mario was furious

“Mario”

Mario quickly shook off his hand and followed Dylan’s steps, as if eager to distance himself from him,

“Mario, wait for me.” Attlee didn’t care about his current embarrassing situation, he picked up the card

from the ground and followed them, Seeing them get into the car, Attlee quickly got into a taxi and said.

“Follow that car!

Inside the private room of the restaurant.

Arabella had been waiting for a while. Seeing Dylan in a formal suit, she couldn’t help but tease,

“You’re more and more like a CEO now”

“Boss, you’re making fun of me again” After Dylan entered, he put the report aside and took out the gift.

This is something I specially got for you.”