The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263 What Are They Up To? 

“Feeling nervous?” 

Kirk’s voice sounded beside Marion, causing her to snap back to reality. She 

turned to glance at him and shook her head. “Not really.” 

She was not nervous at all. Despite never having been on such a grand stage, she had been through international competitions without any nerves. Today, she was just here for some extra income. How could she be nervous? 

Kirk raised an eyebrow. “That’s true. You’ve seen it all, Miss Cartier.” 

After that, the once pitch–dark stage suddenly lit up with blue lights, fo various other lights, creating a vast starry sky projection behind the cur 

Marion looked at it, slightly bewildered, as she had never seen such a grand setup before. 

As the lights lit up the stage, it was time she and Kirk made their entrance. 

Kirk extended his hand, and Marion, biting her lip, placed her hand on his. 

With the music playing and the lights on them, Marion followed Kirk onto the stage. 

The entire stage was about 50 meters long and over 20 meters wide. 

Her black piano was on the left side and lighted just like them. 

When they were in the middle of the stage, Kirk greeted, “Long time no see, my Kirklings!” 

Kirk’s fanbase was called Kirklings. 

Immediately after, Marion heard the deafening cheers of “Long time no see,” continuous screams, and the occasional “Kirk, I love you!” 

It was her first time attending a concert, either as a guest or an audience member. 

The fervent atmosphere was also something she had never experienced, and it was unlike any of her past piano performances. 

Of course, it was not to say which was better, but she could feel herself getting hyped up with the crowd. 

“As all of you know, it’s an honor for me to be able to invite a remarkably talented pianist to accompany me today,” Kirk announced. 

“This beautiful lady by my side, Miss Marion Cartier, is my special guest for 

today!” 

Applause erupted as Marion held the microphone, a slight sweat forming in her palms. However, she remained composed and graceful. “Hello, everyone. I’m Marion, and I’m honored to accompany Kirk today.” 

At that moment, someone from the audience shouted, “Marion! I’m your fan, too! Marion, I love you!” 

Even in the spacious venue, Marion could hear the fervent shouts. 

“I hear someone down there saying they’re also a fan of Marion. I’d like to know how many of you are both my Kirklings and fans of Marion!” 

“I am! Me!” 

“Count me in!” 

“Kirk, I love you! Marion, I love you!” 

Responses echoed through the crowd. 

“It seems many of you are also fans of Marion. Well, everyone is in for a treat today! Next, Marion and I will be performing the song, A Thousand Years.” 

By then, Marion had walked to the piano and sat down. When Kirk was done with his little speech, the stage lights dimmed. 

She was ready, and upon hearing the prompt in her earpiece, her fingers moved across the piano keys. In the quiet arena, the slow piano prelude of “A Thousand Years” began.