My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 252

Emily glanced toward the source of the voice.

Andrew Lane’s eyes were dark and unreadable, while Isabella Austin pressed her lips together, looking anxious and uneasy.

In a hushed tone, Isabella urged, “Emily, don’t you recognize Mrs. Lane? She’s Andrew’s mother. I think you should show some respect to your elders.”

“No need,” Diana Harris cut in coldly. “If Emily ever listened to advice, she wouldn’t be Emily Blair.”

A wry, mocking smile flickered across Emily’s lips.

Overhead, the loudspeaker blared again, reminding her to hurry to the stage.

Emily didn’t bother to argue further. She turned on her heel and walked into the performance room.

It was the same room as the preliminary round, but it felt different now. Only the judges sat below the stage; the audience seats were empty, making it far quieter than before.

On the day of the preliminaries, the seats had been filled with other contestants, and the piano had been broken.

This time, the room was still, with no curious stares or whispered commentary. The piano had been repaired.

Emily stepped onto the stage, gave the judges a polite bow, then settled herself on the piano bench.

She’d thought long and hard, but in the end, only one plan seemed safe: she needed to place herself right in the middle of the pack.

She chose an easier piece—a timeless classic every piano student was expected to learn. It was simple to pick up, but playing it well, truly capturing its subtle brilliance, was notoriously difficult.

Over the years, only a handful of pianists had ever received a single word of praise from the composer.

Emily knew the piece inside and out—so well, in fact, that even Vivian Martin, her infamously critical teacher who rarely handed out compliments, had been unable to hide her approval.

“Emily, you’re truly something else. Hardly anyone can play this piece with such skill. Every nuance, every subtlety, you bring it to life.”

The memory of Vivian Martin flickered through Emily’s mind, leaving her momentarily dazed.

Arianna George’s voice called her back: “Emily, you may begin.”

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