Chapter 81 The Wrong Seat
Chapter 81 The Wrong Seat
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But in the end, Naomi only ended up looking more and more disheveled. Her white dress was completely dirtied with dust from the ground.
“Are you Ms. Rivers?”
A voice from backstage drew everyone’s attention.
The speaker was Mr. Tyson’s secretary.
As soon as Naomi saw the secretary, she quickly tidied up her appearance and smiled at him. “That’s me.”
“I’m sorry, I meant the young lady behind you.”
The secretary’s words caused a crack to form in Eliza’s smile.
“Our gentleman would like to see Ms. Rivers.”
The secretary smiled politely, showing clear respect toward Eliza.
All eyes turned to her.
Naomi clenched her fists, her face growing darker by the second.
“Alright.”
Eliza stepped forward..
Naomi wanted to rip off Eliza’s fake mask right then and there.
But she couldn’t.
In a sudden burst of desperation, Naomi ran up to the secretary and said, “She’s my sister. Where are you taking her? I was the one who taught her piano. You can just take me instead.”
Hearing Naomi say something so shameless, the people nearby lowered their heads and began whispering.
“Unbelievable. It’s obvious who’s more talented.”
“She always said Eliza didn’t know how to play. Never once mentioned teaching her.”
“She just wants the credit for everything now.”
Naomi heard every word around her, but she gritted her teeth and stayed silent.
What was dignity compared to opportunity?
She had to make that important man notice her.
“Very well, this young lady can come with me as well.”
The secretary didn’t refuse.
Naomi lit up with joy.
Eliza said nothing, simply letting Naomi follow her to meet the legendary figure.
They arrived at a conference room on the first floor of the teaching building.
Inside, a man in a suit and tie sat at the head of the table.
Standing at his side were all the school leaders.
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None of them were seated.
Clearly, none of them had the right.
Eliza felt like she’d seen the man before–his face looked familiar.
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Naomi, on the other hand, had completely forgotten her nerves. She rushed in ahead of Eliza, eager to be the first to make an impression, and without a second thought, sat in the seat closest to the man.
The room went utterly silent.
Naomi launched into the introduction she’d rehearsed countless times. “Hello, sir. I’m Naomi from Class 2–A”
Tyson didn’t even look at her. His eyes were fixed on Eliza across the room.
Without the lights or stage, he could finally see her clearly.
He looked her up and down carefully, then said one word.
“Sit.”
Only after hearing that did Eliza take a seat–exactly one meter away from Tyson.
It wasn’t close, but it wasn’t distant either.
Naomi finally realized–Tyson hadn’t told her to sit. She’d just rushed to do it on her own.
“Sir, I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to—”
“Pardon me. I don’t recall inviting anyone other than Miss Eliza.”
“I apologize, Mr. Tyson. This young lady claimed to be Miss Eliza’s sister, so I-”
“Have her leave.”
“Yes, sir.”
Julio stepped in front of Naomi, gesturing toward the door.
“Ms. Naomi. This way, please.”
Naomi went pale.
“Mr. Tyson, I really didn’t mean to. I—”
“Noisy.”
Tyson clearly disliked loud girls. This time, Julio directly dragged Naomi out.
The room fell quiet again.
Tyson looked at Eliza. “Aren’t you going to introduce yourself?”
“Mr. Tyson, I believe my records are already in front of you.”
Eliza had noticed the folder in front of him from the start.
Inside were her admission reports, academic transcripts, and personal history.
She remembered it clearly.
In her past life, Naomi had been chosen simply because the man urgently needed a female student who could play the piano.
The school’s New Year’s gala just happened to align with that need.
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And Naomi had just stumbled into it.
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“I like smart girls. Ones with insight,” Tyson said. “You don’t need to change your clothes. You’ll come with me somewhere shortly. You’ll be well compensated afterward.”
With that, Tyson gestured for the secretary to bring Eliza along.
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