Chapter 866 A Downgraded Counterattack
Alexia mischievously stuck out her tongue. “Bleh…”
The awkwardness of that question made Jamie palm his forehead, but when he heard the increasingly aggressive flute and piano tunes competing with each other, he composed himself and swung the French horn before her. “Irwin is being bullied. Do you want to help him?”
“Yes!” Alexia shouted. “Very good. I’ll teach you how to play this. Watch carefully. All you need to do is to use your fingers to push these buttons and blow with all your might. Then, just change the notes quickly.”
“Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti.” Jamie played a few notes with the mini French horn and then cleaned the mouthpiece with a wet wipe before handing it to Alexia. “Try it.”
Narissa had taught him how to play the mini French horn and he only learned the basics because he thought it was fun. It was only after a while when he found out that she wanted to ruin Alexander’s engagement party with it.
That woman always has such strange but interesting ideas. Holding the mini French horn between her hands, Alexia played with it but showed no intention of practicing it.
Just as Jamie was about to urge her, she suddenly pressed on the buttons, put her lips to the mouthpiece, and blew out a perfect note. Then, she began to do a run of notes. “Do Re Mi Mi Mi, Re Mi Re So.”
Jamie’s eyes lit up. “Do you know how to play?”
“Of course.” Alexia blinked her beautiful eyes, which made her look cute and lively. “Why didn’t you say so?”
“You didn’t ask.”
“…”
Feeling resigned, he wondered why children nowadays were so difficult to deal with. Also, were they not staying abroad since they were born? How could one know how to play the flute while the other knew how to play the mini French horn?
“Alright, alright. Let’s leave the details aside.” He quickly changed the topic. “Now, it’s time to make the unimaginable happen!”
“Come on.” He hugged Alexia in his arms again and turned to leave. “Let’s head back to the banquet and add some fuel to the fire!”
…
Back at the venue, ten minutes had passed, but both children were still playing their instruments. None of them were willing to admit defeat.
Fortunately, both of them were equally talented, so no matter how long they were playing, the crowd had no complaints.
At that moment, a sharp note from the mini French horn suddenly sounded into the room. Then, a cheery wedding march tune began to play and spread throughout the venue.
Once the loud mini French horn reverberated throughout the room, everyone made way for whoever was playing the mini French horn.
Immediately, the pianist went out of flow and Jessamine’s son consecutively played a few wrong notes. Although he was able to make a comeback, he still could not hide the few ear-piercing mistakes from these noble guests.
Meanwhile on Irwin’s side, he was completely immersed in his performance as if he had become one with the flute. Not only was he not affected by the sound of the mini French horn, he even changed his key and started to play along with the mini French horn. The harmony immediately turned into a lively tune.
Just as the crowd was confused about who was spoiling the mood, Jamie walked arrogantly toward the stage with Alexia playing the mini French horn on his shoulders.
As they neared the stage, Alexia played the mini French horn even louder.
Meanwhile, Irwin could feel the sound right before him, so he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw his sister, he smiled adoringly and cleverly improvised his playing to match hers.
The two had been playing instruments this way ever since they were abroad. There were even times when they used three to four instruments together, so playing with only a flute and a mini French horn was already considered beginner level for them. So, naturally, they were able to play together in tacit agreement.
While under the attack of the siblings’ strange duet, Jessamine’s son lost his tempo. He held on for a while longer before his piano was the first to stop, which also announced his defeat.
After that, Irwin and Alexia also stopped playing.
The results were clear. Irwin, who everyone assumed would lose, was able to withstand the pressure and win against Jessamine’s son.
On the stage, Jessamine’s expression turned dark as coal.
A French horn ruined her romantic engagement party. Now, even her farewell party was ruined by a mini French horn!
What did I do to you, French horn?!
The whole venue was plunged into silence as everyone placed their attention on the two children on stage.
A long while later, Jessamine’s son appeared from behind the piano with a defeated expression as he weakly announced to the crowd, “I lost.”
Once he finished, he lowered his head and began to cry. His large tears fell from his eyes and he did not even have the courage to wipe them away.
Feeling distressed for her brother, Jessamine’s daughter ran over and grabbed her brother’s sleeve, trying to comfort him, “Are you alright?”
However, the boy had lost his dignity, so he was not in the mood to reply to her.
The more she watched her brother cry, the more anxious she became. She turned to Irwin and ran to him.
“You’re the one who bullied my brother!”
Alexander keenly noticed the situation and quickly grabbed Irwin. Meanwhile, the young girl missed and fell straight onto the stage before bursting into tears. The situation had gone out of control at this point.
After setting Irwin down, Alexander coldly ordered the servant on the side, “Come over and bring the child away.”
“Yes, sir!”
A male servant ran up the stage and toward Irwin before kneeling beside him, wanting to carry him away.
However, Alexander kicked the servant away. “Are you dumb or blind? I meant the other two!”
“Yes, sir. Right away!”
The servant got to his feet, grabbed the children with each of his hands, and carried Jessamine’s children off the stage while the mother trailed behind.
Now that the three had gone away, the atmosphere became particularly strange.
Today was Jessamine’s son’s birthday, after all, but Alexander had chased them away. What was the meaning of this?
Standing on the stage while sweeping his gaze across the crowd below, Alexander pondered for a moment before snatching the microphone from the emcee. He had decided to face the situation openly.
“Everyone, Miss Jessamine and I have conflicting personalities, so we have decided to cancel our engagement. From today onwards, we’ll be interacting with each other as friends. Today’s events are only a small argument between children, so I hope that everyone can still enjoy your time here. Please excuse me while I tend to some personal matters.”
Afterward, he stuffed the microphone back into the emcee’s hand before turning toward Irwin. “Come with me.”
Meanwhile, Jamie also silently followed behind them with Alexia in his arms.
Noticing the situation, Elise also silently followed them.
Without Alexander there, gossip spread like wildfire across the entire venue.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Now that problems have appeared, it’s quite clear who has Alexander’s support. Did you see how protective he was just now? It seems like Anastasia isn’t a push-over!”
“It hasn’t been long since her return, yet she’s able to capture Alexander’s heart. Do any of you know about her background?”
“Believe it or not, the Griffith Family would definitely be under the Whites’ control!”
“…”
…
Inside the spacious lounge, Jessamine stood dejectedly in the middle of the room and completely ignored her crying children beside her.
Meanwhile, Alexander sat in the seat in front of her and questioned her with a serious expression, “Are you going to say it yourself or do you want me to have someone get to the bottom of this?”
“Hah.” She looked at him with contempt as she spoke with her eyebrow raised, “What’s there to investigate? What did my son say wrong? If they aren’t better than us, what right do they have to replace us?”
“Now that your son lost, you should’ve accepted the reality, right?” Jamie interrupted.
“Yes, I lost, but I won’t admit it. I didn’t lose to Ansatasia White. I lost to Alexander; I lost because he is a man who’s never satisfied with what he has. I lost to a completely heartless man!”
