Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 164 Pressure

Elyse and Vicky locked eyes, their parting marked by an unspoken

discord.

Upon entering the practice room, Elyse released a heavy sigh before retrieving her violin, poised to begin her rehearsal, It was then that < Freddy stepped in, offering a friendly greeting. "You seem burdened," he remarked, noting Elyse's solemn expression. "Vicky's existence must weigh heavily on you."

Looking up, Elyse met Freddy's gaze and confided, "It's usual for me to feel this much pressure." Freddy nodded knowingly. "Aside from Vicky, you have four other competitors to contend with: Grace Fuller in second place, Bart Gino in third, Darren Bill in fourth, and Gary Hank in fifth. Are you familiar with their individuals?"

Hearing this, Elyse shook her head, indicating her lack of prior knowledge regarding the competitors.

"Grace, Bart, and Gary are all seasoned violinists from previous batches," Freddy explained. "While not necessarily exceptional, they possess formidable skills."

Pausing, Freddy added, "Darren and Vicky, on the other hand, are rising stars. Although

newcomers, they show promise. Unfortunately, Darren's nerves got the best of him during his last performance, likely due to seeing Cody Tucker."

Elyse absorbed this information, her curiosity piqued. "Is Vicky's instructor the assistant director of the orchestra?"

Glancing around cautiously, Freddy leaned in to whisper, "Yes, Vicky's mentor happens to be the

director. And Darren? He's

"Both of

me to be vigilant and diligent." Freddy shook his head with a sigh. "I just want to inquire if you have any influential supporters. Without strong backing, even if you secure victory

"You might as well

I consider you a friend. I wanted to share this with you before

your future. One is connected with the assistant director, and the other is connected with the director. It wouldn't

fell silent, contemplating the weight of

like many others did.

a powerful advocate. In such a fiercely competitive environment, lacking support could swiftly lead to

tone, her determination evident. "I may not have a strong backing, but I'm

nodded approvingly. "Now that you've thought it through, ga<

violin clutched in her hand, Fiyse tightened her

already traversed a challenging path to reach this point,

the resolute gleam in her eyes, a fleeting hint of concern crossed his

while. Suddenly, a stranger appeared at the doorway, calling out to her, "Are you Elyse Lloyd? The director Merlin Reynolds wants to

and Elyse comprehended instantly. She said to

he still urged, "Please hurry. Mr. Reynolds doesn't like to be kept

seized the moment and whispered urgently, "This might be your

suppose you're right," Elyse replied with

for quite some time, Elyse found it