Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism



At that moment, the host heard a voice through his earpiece. "The music's coming soon! They're fixing it right now-oh no!"

After hearing those voices in his earpiece filled the host's eyes with panic.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

What's going on?

She glanced at Violeta beside him.

Then, suddenly, a crisp, melodic tune filled the air.

The host's first thought was that the sound system had been fixed, and he sighed with relief-until he realized something was off.

Wait a minute.

That wasn't the rehearsal music.

Turning his head toward the source of the sound, he saw that it was coming from a decorative piano at the back of the stage.

Meanwhile, Violeta had already started her speech, completely unaware. She assumed the background music had been restored and proceeded with her prepared remarks without hesitation, confidently facing the camera.

While everyone backstage scrambled to deal with the situation, only the host and a few staff members knew this was a full-blown stage malfunction. But Violeta's quick reaction and the impromptu piano music skillfully covered up the mishap.

Some in the audience might have suspected something was off-after all, the lack of music when Violeta initially walked up had been unusual. But the moment passed quickly, and most viewers at home would likely think the organizers had planned it that way on purpose.

The host followed the music with her gaze, and to her shock, the man playing the piano was none other than Jasper!

Jasper sat at the piano, calm and composed, his long fingers effortlessly gliding across the keys. He had no sheet music before him; he played the song purely from memory. His dark eyes gleamed like polished onyx, and every movement was graceful and poised, exuding an air of quiet elegance. It was perfectly timed.

When Violeta finished her speech, Jasper's piano playing came to a gentle close.

To those unaware of what had just happened, it might have seemed like this seamless coordination had been rehearsed.

As Violeta descended from the stage with her award, thunderous applause broke out in the hall.

But there was one person who couldn't bring herself to smile.

Evelina.

She had expected an awkward minute of dead silence.

What she hadn't anticipated was that the person who would step in to save Violeta's moment would be Jasper. Jasper!

Evelina's hands clenched into tight fists, her eyes filled with confusion and anger.

As Violeta made her way backstage, she glanced over her shoulder and saw Jasper walking behind her.

She was taken aback for a moment, but the next second, Violeta realized that Jasper had just played the piano music she had just heard.

"Jasper, you were the one playing the piano just now?"

"Yeah," he replied calmly.

"So... that really was a stage malfunction? The team must have been desperate to get you to jump in. If you hadn't, that would've gone viral for all the wrong reasons."

Violeta still had a lingering sense of unease. When she'd been up on stage, she could feel the tension radiating from the host, but she'd had no choice but to keep going.

Jasper didn't explain, letting Violeta think the hosts had called on him to save the moment.

As the two returned to their seats, Jasper returned to the audience section, where his seat was located.

Just before sitting down, his gaze met Evelina's, locking eyes for a brief moment.

Evelina's heart skipped a beat.

A sudden wave of fear washed over her, but she quickly shook it off.

Why should I be afraid?

No one knew what she had done. Jasper certainly didn't know.

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But why on earth did Jasper show up at the award ceremony? What bad luck! No one would have stepped in to help Violeta if he hadn't been there. With the long, awkward silence, it was bound to trend on social media.

Who would have thought that Jasper would be the one to break the tension?

Evelina felt increasingly agitated.

Finally, once the award ceremony wrapped up, Violeta entered the artist lounge, holding her trophy.

Aster followed closely behind, chattering away. "Ms. White, that was definitely a tech malfunction, right? How did Mr. Weekley end up playing the piano to save the day? I was so scared backstage-I thought the silence would last forever!"

Violeta entered the room and motioned for Aster to close the door behind them.

As she sat down, Violeta replayed the night's events in her mind. The more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

The ceremony had been running smoothly, with no technical issues for anyone else.

But when it was her turn, the sound system conveniently malfunctioned and it magically worked again right after she stepped off the stage. It was all too coincidental.

Thank goodness Jasper had stepped in when he did. Otherwise, the stage would've fallen into an awkward, uncomfortable silence.