Fake Daughter Is The Real Legend (Iris Sutton) novel Chapter 289

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Years ago, while she was still living with the Sutton Family, Iris had once helped a young girl.

To this day, that girl remained the most naturally gifted violinist Iris had ever encountered.

Whatever she taught, the girl learned almost immediately.

Unfortunately, the girl’s family had moved away later, and Iris never found out where they went

Before leaving, however, the girl had made one promise.

One day, she would come back and find Iris.

Noticing the change in Iris’s expression, Darius quickly changed the subject.

“Let’s not dwell on sad things.” He paused awkwardly. “Maybe that girl just… well…”

After a moment, he gave up trying to explain.

“Who knows? Maybe when she’s older, she’ll show up for the Violin Association entrance exam herself.”

Then he suddenly remembered something.

“Oh, right. Did you know? My teacher has mostly recovered now. He’s coming back as one of the judges for this year’s membership exam.”

Darius grinned.

“And he specifically said he wants to see you.”

Iris cut a small piece from her steak and placed it on her fork.

“I know. He was on the guest list for the Capital City Music Gala as well.”

Darius’s eyes immediately lit up. He leaned closer.

“Have you officially reported to the association yet? Are you going to be one of the judges for the entrance exam?”

Iris quietly moved her chair farther away. “If you’re hoping I’ll give you extra points, don’t count on it.”

Darius pouted.

“How boring! We’ve known each other for so long, and you won’t even open a tiny back door for me?”

After dinner, the two chatted for a while before returning to Capital University together.

Meanwhile, at the Sulton residence, Olivia was in the middle of another tantrum.

A vase shattered agamst the floor.

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“What is going on?” She glared at the trembling girl in the corner. “Why have your recent compositions

en getting worse and worse? What happened to all that talent?”

“Why did your talent suddenly disappear when it came time to write pieces for my association application?”

The girl shrank back, too frightened to speak.

Neither Samuel nor Vanessa was home.

Without them around, Olivia no longer bothered maintaining her usual gentle facade.

She strode forward and grabbed the girl’s collar.

“Well? Why can’t you write anything good now?”

The girl finally found the courage to explain.

“Composing takes time. If you want a huge number of original pieces in such a short period, it’s impossible to maintain the same quality.”

After a brief hesitation, she added,

“At that point, the only option would be using AI–generated compositions.”

Over the past few months, she had gradually realized something.

Olivia understood almost nothing about music.

The girl had originally believed that Iris’s family would be kind people, just like Iris herself.

Helping them felt like a way to repay the kindness Iris had once shown her.

Back then, after her final violin lesson, her family had told her they could no longer afford tuition.

Heartbroken, she had gone to a riverbank and played one last piece while crying.

That was where Iris had found her.

For a period afterward, Iris had taught her violin techniques and musical theory every few days.

In many ways, Iris had taught her far more than her professional instructors ever had.

Then the family moved away.

She had left without even saying goodbye.

Ever since then, she had secretly promised herself that she would repay Iris someday.

When Olivia heard the words Al–generated, she logsened her grip.

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Then she stared at the girl.

“Then let’s use AI.”

The Capital City Violin Association required applicants to submit portfolios, including previous compositions.

Olivia had no original works of her own.

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That was why she had been relentlessly pressuring the girl to produce large quantities of music a very short time.

But artistic creation required inspiration.

And inspiration couldn’t simply be summoned on command.

As a result, the girl’s recent works had inevitably declined in quality.

Olivia looked unconcerned. “I’m not planning to use the generated pieces directly. I’ll have professionals edit them.”

“How about this? I’ll pay you this much for every composition.”

After a pause, she added another temptation.

‘Or I could even help you reconnect with Iris.” She smiled. “I really admire your talent. Think about it.”

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