The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 598

Chapter 598

Rosie went off stage, glanced at the audience, and walked over to sit in the first row behind Edgar and Gertrude.

The second elder of the Lovelaces was Lucas’s grandfather. If she could strike up a good relationship with the old man and his wife, then it would almost certainly benefit her in her future relationship with Lucas.

Rosie exchanged greetings with the elders in a very respectful and polite manner before taking her seat. She looked up at the stage and saw Corinne making an appearance.

‘Let the show begin!’

Corinne led the other dancers on stage with a firm stride and raised her voice to sing.

“Farewell, my love. Farewell, my love. We must go our separate ways. Remember this farewell, keep our memories in your heart, and think back to our time before our farewell…”

Her voice did not break, she was not out of tune, and she nailed every single word correctly.

Her voice was crisp, and those in the audience who were chatting while listening to the performance could not help but fall silent as they focused their attention on ‘Consort Aileen’ on the stage.

Rosie was dumbfounded, and the eager expression she had earlier had faded away. She even wondered if she was hallucinating.

She had no idea that Corinne could have such a professional voice.

Rosie listened carefully again and confirmed that she was not hearing things. Corinne was genuinely singing very well!

‘But how?! How could a country bumpkin like Corinne sing an opera so well? Someone of her background would never have been able to learn it!’

‘Farewell, My Love’ was her favorite play, and when she was young, she had the opportunity to learn from an opera master because her parents-being fans of opera-were good friends with that opera master.

Emily admired Consort Aileen’s boldness, so it was no surprise that her favorite opera was Farewell, My Love’. She frequently performed it whenever there were art performances at her school.

The ‘Consort Aileen’ on stage looked remarkably like Emily as a young child singing on stage -her movements, charm, and voice were somehow very similar. Edgar felt that the singer looked like his daughter, and Gertrude shared the same view too.

Gertrude stared at ‘Consort Aileen’ with tears in her eyes, and she almost choked up as she said, “It’s Emily… Emily’s singing her favorite piece.”

Upon seeing his wife’s reaction, Edgar could not help but feel a touch of heartbreak as he stretched out his hand and held his wife’s trembling shoulders.

He calmed her down with a deep voice and said, “Not so loud, honey. Let our Emily finish her song.”