After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 356

Cristal was drinking afternoon tea leisurely.

Mrs. Chan sighed. "Cristal, what's wrong with you? Tomorrow is preliminary contest. Why don't you practice playing?"

"Why should I? I won't make any progress even if I do. Also, I'm a very good pianist in H Rovirsa, and even my teachers have praised me as a top player." Cristal took another sip of fruit tea. "Mom, you don't have to worry about it. I'm sure I can get a good ranking!"

"Cristal, you can't be complacent. If you get a good ranking this time, the celebrities from the upper class will think highly of you. As you know, a painting painted by Tiffany was sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars. So many families are envious," Mrs. Chan said bitterly.

"Mom, she also participated in this piano competition. I heard that she was not qualified, but she got the access by asking Mr. and Mrs. Hart for help"

Cristal looked contemptuous. "Why are you jealous of this kind of woman? Wait and see how I defeat her!"

Mrs. Chan looked at her daughter who was so stubborn and refused to listen to any advice. She could not help but shake his head.

The next day, early in the morning.

All the contestants woke up early and went to the piano competition venue.

This time, the venue was in the Larro Opera House.

The opera house had an extremely large area and could accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, so music lovers from all over the world gathered here to watch the competition.

This kind of global competition was naturally a great attraction.

There were also many media from all over the world carrying cameras and constantly filming.

Sylvia rested overnight, got up in the morning, picked a set of suitable outfit, and put on a makeup to fit her dressing.

Then she drove her Land Rover towards the opera house.

When she arrived at the entrance of the opera house, the parking lot had been filled with all kinds of luxury cars.

Sylvia got out of the car and headed straight for the registration desk.

She was invited to be this competion's judge, so the receptionist at the registration desk should give her a judge's card. She had no assistant or agent.

Two women sat at the registration desk, and one of them held up her glasses and took a look at Sylvia. A trace of amazement flashed across her eyes.

What a beautiful contestant!

The contestants participating in this year's competition were all good-looking!

"ID card."

Sylvia handed over her ID card, but the two women flipped through the list and said with an unhappy face, "You're not on the list!"

The receptionist lost her good feelings for Sylvia. "Are you an impostor? Security guard!"

"I'm not in the competition." Sylvia shook her head.

"Then what are you doing here?" The receptionist glared at Sylvia and asked.

Her voice was shrill and immediately drew the attention of many people.

So many people were giving Sylvia sideways glances and pointing at her.

"What's going on?" Sylvia turned around and saw Mr. and Mrs. Hart approaching.

It was Sonny Hart who spoke.

"Mr. Hart, this woman is making trouble here! She's not participating in the competition, but she came to the registration desk!" The woman pointed at Sylvia and shouted.

"Making trouble?" Sonny narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked a bit displeased.

He was the director of the opera house, and if someone was making trouble in his presence, it would be a slap in his face.