His Heiress Wife (Retika)

Chapter 119: The Pianist Under 

Melody's intimidation, everyone finished another hour of class peacefully.

When the class was over, Melody woke up.

She had been awake for the entire two days she had been taping variety shows, causing her schedule to be disturbed.She could no longer do the things she used to do regularly.

Seeing that Melody had woken up, Luke immediately took out a box of pastries and a tumbler from his backpack and handed it over to her.

His gestures towards her were deft and natural.

Anyone that would see him could easily tell that he had been doing this habit for a long time.

"Boss, have some" uttered Luke as he offered the box of pastries.

Melody always had low blood sugar issues since she was a child.

Perhaps it was because she was too beautiful, smart, and powerful that she had some added flaws to her body, otherwise she would be too perfect.

And Melody preferred foods that were salty and spicy.

She disliked sweets and was frequently dizzy as a result of her low blood sugar.

Luke had been by her side for a long time and had long been used to serving her like this.

Melody heard Luke's familiar voice and smelled the fragrance of the pastries.

She instinctively took the box of pastries and stuffed one into her mouth.

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"Have some fresh lemonade, too, Boss!" he said as he handed over the tumbler.

Melody took a sip from the tumbler.

As expected, it was Luke who made the organic lemonade.

Even the iced French tea that he drank at Mr.David's house did not taste as good as this.

When the other students in Class 8 saw Luke serving Melody some food, they were all taken aback.

Wasn't it a little too much for him to serve her like a queen? Their class didn't need another Melody's servants at all but they seemed to have found one in Luke.

How could a top student be her personal servant? What kind of background did Melody have? Why was everyone so polite to her? Why was everyone following her? Along with the students’ malicious looks, Lance also looked scornful.

However, his displeasure was not directed at Melody, but towards Luke who was beside her.

Lance couldn't believe how he didn't even know that Boss ate pastries and liked to drink lemonade.

‘How could Luke know of this? What did he do?’ Lance asked himself.

Lance had been raised carefully in a family full of love and had never experienced prejudice from society, so he couldn't hide anything about him from anyone.

Especially when he was with Melody.

There was nothing to hide from her.

"Boss, did you and Luke know each other before?" asked Lance.

As soon as Lance asked Melody, almost every student in Class 8 perked up their ears and listened intently.

There was also a look of anticipation in his eyes which belonged to Luke.

Lance could not help but ask this time, although he wasn't sure whether Boss would be upset about it.

Melody didn't want to hide it from Lance.

She nodded and faintly replied, "Yes." when she noticed that Lance was so curious.

The innocence in Lance's eyes reminded Melody of Sarah, and it softened her heart making her want to explain everything to Lance again.

"We know each other in the countryside, Lance felt glad about Melody's answer.

It turned out that Melody and Luke knew each other in the countryside.

No wonder they seemed so comfortable with each other.

Luke felt happy as well.

Since the Boss had already said it, Lance had no reason to suspect anything about Luke.

He was overjoyed that he forgot the tension he had with Lance earlier.

"When we were in the countryside, I used to be with Boss, and she took good care of me.Get it?"

Luke proudly uttered.

Lance didn't want to accept it.

His heart would instantly be filled with displeasure whenever he thought about how Luke had known Melody before him.

This time, everyone also became aware of Luke's background.

They only assumed he was a brilliant student from a prestigious family, but they were surprised to learn that he was from the rural areas and got into this class purely on the basis of good academic performance.

Students who consistently got the highest grades were often chosen to represent the school in national competitions or rankings.

It was very common for every school to have one or two of them.

Some people who originally thought of Luke's closeness with Melody to be too suspicious gave up the idea and actually wanted to just let him be.

The students calmed down, and everyone returned to their seats.

The class leader came back from the teacher's office with a stack of papers in her hand.

She immediately stood on the podium and looked at the class.

"Students, give me a minute.Listen to me!"

The class leader was well-liked in Class 8.

She was a kind girl who was known for being helpful at school.

Although she was not as rich as the other students, everyone still had to pay attention to her.

Everyone lazily looked up at her as soon as she started talking.

The class leader pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and courteously smiled.

"Students, as you all know, the school anniversary is fast approaching.For Sanguine High's tenth anniversary, the school administration and student government are planning to have a huge festival.And with this, every class must showcase a few performances.Everyone is expected to participate in the event and win a good ranking for our class" she uttered.

At this point, the class leader paused and sighed, "Don't let other students underestimate our class.We all know that we only excel in academics, we have no talent when it comes to music or arts!"

Everyone understood what the class leader meant.

As much as Class 8 was known for their good results, they were also known for their arrogance as all the top students in the school were in that class.

But everyone was so young and bright, so what if the results of Class 8 were good? Class 8 was full of nerds.

They didn't care about arts and entertainment or sports! Whenever there were competitions, somebody from Class 8 would always be dragged out to represent their class or their school.

However, someone was not convinced and shouted directly.

"Class leader! Who says no one among us knows anything about music? Let Reagan join! Isn't she good at playing the piano? Who knows, she might even get famous around the world soon!"

"That's right!"

A student from the back immediately echoed.

Reagan remained seated silently in her chair with only a faint smile on her face.She didn't say anything at all, looking too serious and reserved as a true artist should.She started playing the piano at a very young age and had been known as a piano genius.

Her dream was to go to Vienna's best vocal orchestra to be the chief pianist.

If that would happen, not only would she be the honor of the Sullivan Family, but the pride of the country as well.

How could a country girl like Melody compare to her? A wild, irrational girl like Melody threatened people with her fists because she was used to doing so in the countryside when she was younger.

‘What's so great about her? I bet she's only good at fighting with people’ Reagan thought.

The class leader nodded and turned to Reagan.

"Reagan, will you do it? I'll help you out with the registration."

"Sure," Reagan answered with a courteous nod.

"Proudly representing this class and not tarnishing its name is what everyone in Class 8 should do.”

Saying this, Reagen sounded more like a leader.

It was such a regret that she was not one.

But raising yourself and belittling others was a bit overbearing.

Speaking of tarnishing the name of the class, was that intended to remind everyone of the plagiarism episode with Melody that made Class 8 the topic of gossip on campus for a year? Reagan truly had a knack for humiliating people.

Although Reagan kept belittling Melody, Melody didn't react at all.

Reagan's verbal attack on Melody was as feeble as a fist hitting cotton, provoking no reaction from Melody.

Since Melody didn't care about her anyway, she did not even glance at her and just simply let her talk.

Although the class already had Reagan to perform, it was still not enough as the school required at least five talents per class.

Apart from the risk of falling in the rankings, Class 8 would surely be disgraced if they were unable to provide 5 talents to represent their class.

The class leader tried her best to persuade the others but to no avail.

She then thought of begging Lance.

It was said that Lance was a hundred times better than the class leader.

However, Lance had never liked this kind of thing, so he immediately rejected it.

But later on, something happened after-school that finally solved the class leader's problem.