Anyone who spent time in the music industry had heard the wild stories about Leo's ruthless temper.
They all assumed he was about to unleash hell on whoever dared offend his people. Why did he suddenly back down?
Even his assistant was utterly bewildered.
When she failed to hold him back a moment ago, she thought she'd be packing up her desk by the afternoon.
His icy aura felt like it could freeze the whole room, yet it had vanished in an instant.
No.
It wasn't that it had vanished—it was merely suppressed.
The assistant swallowed hard, getting the sinking feeling that this was far from over.
Usually, the harder he pushed his anger down, the worse the eventual explosion.
Moreover—
She had seen him sending a text.
Was he... calling in a hit squad?
It's over.
We're doomed.
The assistant looked like she was about to cry.
A bloodbath was probably imminent!
...
"I agree. Let our skills do the talking," Nadine nodded, beaming with confidence.
This proposal played right into her hands.
She had anticipated someone might question her legitimacy, so she had preemptively paid a fortune for an original arrangement from a well-known producer who went by the moniker 'Little ROSE.' It would definitely be enough to stun the crowd.
That was the very foundation of her confidence in impersonating the legend.
Being a composer didn't come with an ID badge or a watermark.
If she claimed the title, then it was hers.
As long as people believed her.
With that thought, Nadine stepped forward. "Why don't I go first? Consider it an appetizer."
The director instinctively looked at Nora. Seeing her nod with a relaxed smile, he immediately signaled the crew to roll cameras.
Everything was quickly set up. Nadine walked to the center of the stage and sat at the grand piano.



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