Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire

Chapter 434

Chapter 434 Petunia Is Apparently Against Me

Soon, the handsome little guy walked onto the stage, bowed to the audience confidently, and went to the piano. “Do your best, Andres!” Samuel and his wife Aurora both cheered for their dear grandson. “My nephew is so handsome!” Looking at her nephew, Cynthia casually said to Shepard, “Shep, let’s also have such a handsome son in the future, shall we?” Hearing her speak this in public, Shepard blushed, not replying. But Doris heard it and said, “Aunt, you can also have a girl like me! Girls are good, too!” “You’re right, my dear niece. We’ll also have a girl.” “My daddy and mommy will also have children. I’ll have a brother and sister soon. Aunt, you guys should work on it!” When the little girl finished that gleefully, the group of people burst out laughing. Feeling happy, Remington put his arm around Cecelia’s waist and kissed her face. Then, both of them looked at their son on the stage. Their eldest son, without maternal love for five years, was a loner. But now, he dared to show himself. This was a dramatic change since Cecelia’s return. Everyone could see his change-he was becoming more and more outgoing. Maybe his mother’s love had given him courage and confidence. Andres had already begun playing the piano. The beautiful music was slowly flowing like a creek. The child was getting more confident, enchanted, and spirited with the rhythm. And the piece he chose today was a difficult one: Chopin’s Fantaisie-Impromptu in C# minor. The little guy’s small hands moved fast on the black and white keys interchangeably, making smooth and natural music. It was hard to believe this was something a five-year-old could do. But he was the youngest player in this event!

Arguably, this piece fully showcased his talent in music. If Hubert had pushed this competition to a high point, then Andres pushed it higher. With his performance coming to an end, many viewers got up to applaud. When his last rhythm ended, all the people stood up. The applause lasted for a long time! The Nelsons also stood up. Looking at the brilliant child, Cynthia said with joy, “Andres did a very good job! I didn’t even know my nephew could play so nicely!” “His father is me, after all!” Remington said proudly. Cecelia was so excited, her eyes with some hot tears. Who wouldn’t be proud if they had a son as outstanding as this? Considering the audience’s enthusiasm and the children’s overall performance, Andres’s score was sure to reach or surpass Hubert’s. But when the judges’ total score appeared on the big screen-dozens of points lower than any of the earlier average players’, the audience doubted it. “What’s going on? Why is my nephew’s score so low?” “That’s impossible! Is there a statistical error? Andres is clearly the best!” Shepard said in confusion. The Shawns were also surprised. They thought that Andres’s performance was much better than Hubert’s and that his score would surely be higher than Hubert’s. But why was his score so low? “Andres’s performance is even better than Hubert’s, but why is his score so low?” Winnie asked her husband in confusion, but her husband was also confused. “I don’t know, either. Is it that they followed their rules and gave such a score?” The Shawns were puzzled. Many of the viewers were also wondering why this a low score, the lowest among all the previous players in this event. The Nelsons all felt sorry for Andres’s competition result. Cecelia and Remington looked at each other. They seemed to know something. “I’m going to ask about it in a while.”

Cecelia suspected that her strained relationship with Petunia was the primary cause of this unfair score. She could feel that Petunia was apparently against her! Andres, a young child, didn’t realize he should look at the big screen, so he had no idea about his score. After the performance, he retired backstage. Then, the No. 24 child, also the last one, came to the stage. This child’s performance was average, but his score was much higher than Andres’s. After he ended his performance, the host took the stage to conclude the day, “Everyone, please look at the big screen. The three young players with the highest scores tonight are…” Hubert and the other two players with high scores were brought to the stage. Hubert was the champion, and the other two were the second and third runners-up. There was some discussion among the audience about this result, but they were just viewers, knowing nothing about the selection rules of the competition, so they were not in the right place to say anything. The award ceremony was held on the stage. The organizer’s leader was invited to present the awards. In the backstage area, Andres, who didn’t hear the host call him, tilted his head to ask Everest, “Did I have a poor performance, Ms. Theodore?” “No, you had a very good performance, Andres.” “But I didn’t get the award!” Andres wanted to get the award and showed it to his mom, but he seemed to have failed. Everest could only console him, “It doesn’t matter you didn’t get the award, Andres. The important thing was to participate! Your daddy and mommy were watching your performance. They are both proud of you!” Andres hung his head, thinking about something. Afraid he would be sad, Everest took his hand and said, “Let’s go. I’m taking you to your mommy!” “Okay!” The two of them left. Not far away, Camelia watched Andres, who had been eliminated, with a smug look on her face.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

When the award ceremony was over, Cecelia walked out of the private room and ran into Winnie coming out of the private room next door. “Mrs. Shawn, Congratulations! Congratulations to Hubert on winning the championship!” Cecelia naturally said. Winnie said modestly, “Alas, my son Hubert didn’t play as well as your son Andres did. My son should be second. I just don’t know what is going on. Why is Andres’s score so low? Are you going to ask about it?” “I’m going to.” Cecelia was heading to the venue. Since the award ceremony had just ended, most viewers had not left, and those judges were chatting at the judges’ table. Walking along the aisle, Cecelia went straight to the judges’ table and scanned them. Cecelia was chatting with a judge she was on good terms with. When she saw Cecelia, she immediately stopped chatting. “Judges, I’m the mother of the No. 23 player. I’m wondering how you graded him,” Cecelia asked calmly, not arguing. The two male judges were obviously stunned. They had met her in the news. When they remembered who she was, they were surprised. Petunia had expected Cecelia to come and make a scene. As their representative, she explained, “We have five selection rules: accuracy, fluency, completeness, vividness, and difficulty. Do you have any complaints, madam?”