Chapter 686:

Twenty minutes later, Elyse waited backstage, ready to perform. As the host introduced her, she gracefully moved to center stage. The Benson family reacted with a range of emotions. Brian and Pearce looked pleased and eager, while Thea’s expression was one of barely concealed hostility; her teeth clenched in frustration. Felicia’s face was stormy, her anger barely contained.

On stage, Elyse’s eyes scanned the audience, finding the Benson family. Seeing Felicia, she felt a surge of satisfaction. This was her chance to play for her. As the stage lights shifted, Elyse struck a poised pose. A soft spotlight illuminated her, captivating the audience. Elyse waited, then noticed Felicia, leaning on a cane, decisively leaving with Thea close behind. Elyse felt a pang of disappointment. Did Felicia truly not want to hear her play?

Despite this, Elyse quickly composed herself. She prepared to play “Träumerei,” a piece strongly requested by Grayson, who believed it reflected the TV station's sentiments. Although Elyse found it melancholic for a charity gala, she had promised to perform it. Following this, she transitioned to “Hungarian Dance,” a lively melody that captivated the audience.

In the audience, Gavin chuckled, commenting, “She sure knows how to show off her talent.” After her final note, the audience applauded warmly. However, Elyse felt a twinge of disappointment. She bowed gracefully, masking her feelings, and left the stage.

Grayson, grinning, approached with enthusiastic claps. “As expected from Mr. Tucker’s star disciple! Elyse, your performance was mesmerizing, even for me—and I don’t even understand classical music!”

Elyse’s gaze flitted to Grayson, her thoughts returning to Richie’s recent words. She returned his smile, though hers was sharper. “Mr. Ewing, you’re too kind. Don’t forget my performance fee.”

Grayson’s smile faltered, replaced by a pitiful expression. “Er, Elyse, our station has been struggling lately. The previous director left a mess, and we’re short on funds…” He theatrically wiped his eyes, but Elyse remained unmoved.

“Not paying me disrespects my teacher,” Elyse stated, her eyes flashing. “I’d inform him.” Panic flashed across Grayson’s face. He nervously rubbed his hands. “Please, don’t be hasty. It wouldn’t be good for our friendship. I’ll ensure you get paid soon.”

Satisfied, Elyse nodded and went to the lounge.

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