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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 850
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Chapter 850:

Since the order of performance was determined by the final rankings, Fiona was scheduled to perform second to

last. She just needed to bide her time. And she believed Darren could not stop her even if he noticed her.

The thought of her plan’s success filled Fiona with excitement. She stood by the backstage door, observing as

Edward and the other violinists performed their parts. Her turn was approaching.

At the perfect moment, Fiona moved backstage. Darren quickly blocked her path, his tone filled with anger.

“Have you gone mad? What are you doing here? Leave now!”

Fiona gave him a frosty stare. “If Elyse isn’t here, someone needs to step in. Luck favors the ready, and | am that

person.”

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She attempted to break free from Darren's hold.

However, Darren was determined to keep her in place. His tone was cold as he countered, “You think you can

just replace Elyse? Elyse is already here. How do you plan to take her spot?”

Annoyed by Darren’s words, Fiona retorted, “Then where is she? Show me!”

Darren looked at her with a cold, inscrutable face before his expression turned into a smile. “If you don’t believe

me, check for yourself.”

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“What do you mean?” A sense of dread washed over Fiona, and suddenly, an idea hit her. She dashed toward the

stage and lifted the curtain slightly to take a look.

The orchestra was peacefully setting up to perform Paganini’s Caprice No. 24. The audience appeared relaxed,

oblivious to whether Elyse had made it or not. In a rush, Fiona exclaimed, “They're unsure when to begin since

Elyse isn’t here. They need me! I'm the one who can guide them!”

Right after her statement, the melody of a violin permeated the air. The music originated not from the stage, but

from among the audience.

The audience members turned in surprise to see Elyse, clad in a striking red gown, effortlessly playing the violin

as she advanced toward the stage.

“Wait... what's happening?”

“Is this a part of the show?”

“This is incredibly inventive! | adore it!”

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“She's fantastic! I'm thrilled right now!”

With her gaze fixed, Elyse kept playing, her steps sure as she moved closer to the stage. She did not notice the

middle-aged man seated nearby, observing her closely. It was Cody, who had cto watch her performance.

“Is she your apprentice? Such a skilled young lady! You've really found a gem,” the man beside Cody whispered,

his voice tinged with admiration.

Cody's face lit up with pride. “She’s gotten to this point through her own effort. | hardly did anything as her

teacher.”

“Con, don’t be modest now,” the man whispered, then fell quiet.

Elyse approached the stage, where the orchestra members, struck by her tic entrance, nodded their

appreciation. The conductor also observed her with respect.