Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 721:

“After all the performances, the judges will randomly select participants to perform new pieces, testing their true abilities,” Edward revealed with a glint in his eye.

Elyse’s eyes narrowed in thought. “What will these randomly chosen contestants get in return?”

“Nothing,” Edward replied calmly. “They’re simply given another chance to prove their skills.”

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“Then what’s the point?” Elyse pursed her lips, contemplating this twist. “I hope I don’t get chosen, since I wouldn’t get any extra points.”

Edward paused, his brow furrowing in contemplation. “Maybe it’s not just about the points,” he began, a spark of excitement in his eyes. “If you nail that extra round, it could significantly boost the judges’ impression of you. It’s your chance to shine, to make every judge remember you and acknowledge your strength.”

Elyse pondered his words with a thoughtful expression. “Well, I guess that makes sense,” she replied, a hint of optimism creeping into her voice. “Being chosen could actually be a great opportunity.”

He wasn’t entirely sure if this tidbit of intel was accurate; it was just a rumor

he dreaded the thought of Elyse’s wrath descending upon

kill, Elyse decided

was asleep in the lounge until a loud scream startled her awake, prompting her to go outside. When she stepped out, she saw Fiona holding a broken violin, her voice filled with rage. “Who the hell

the noise. Fiona’s eyes scanned the group until they landed on Elyse. She stormed towards her with

“I swear, it wasn’t me. I haven’t even been in your

else could it be then? You hate me the most. Who but you would invade my

Elyse burned hot. If not for Elyse, she wouldn’t have been separated from Jayden or cast aside by Cody. She firmly believed that her love and career had been

you and I’m not a backstabber.

prove it

retorted, “The

argument hit a deadlock, another contestant came out of a different lounge with a broken violin in hand. “Who the heck broke my violin? I’ll find them wherever they may be!” The

an eyebrow and asked sarcastically, “Is my