How Death Became My Rebirth

The day after Cassandra came to Spaunia, someone from the music association came.

He was a middle-aged man in his early 40s. His tanned face, dark eyes, and thick eyebrows exuded nobleness and elegance. He might have been born with an elegant temperament or developed it under the influence of music, as it seemed that time hadn’t left many traces on him.

“Cassie, you're finally here. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

The person speaking was Marcus Sullivan, the youngest chairman of the music association.

“Sorry. Something happened recently,” Cassandra said calmly.

At that time, she was lucky to meet Marcus in Rootland Village. He taught her all the musical instruments she could play. Technically speaking, he was like her teacher.

Therefore, Cassandra was relatively patient with him.

After teaching her in Rootland Village, he left and said he would pursue his dream. Unexpectedly, when Cassandra was 15 years old, she heard that he became the chairman of Spaunia’s music association.

“I'm glad you're here. Life is all about moving forward.” Marcus patted her shoulder and said, “It’s time for you to join the semifinals tomorrow. It will be difficult for the music association to explain if you don’t show up again!”

The music association had been under a lot of pressure for so long since the competition started.

It was because most of the contestants came for Samantha. The competition lasted over two months, and they were under great pressure. Fortunately, Cassandra finally arrived.

It meant they didn’t have to let the trainees down.

Cassandra was silent. In her last life, she didn’t show up at all. The competition went on, but the reputation degraded a lot. However, Yohannes won the championship with the music score Yulissa gifted him and became a popular young musician. There would be a good show now that she was here in her new life.

“Mr. Sullivan, don’t worry, | will show up on time tomorrow,” Cassandra reassured.

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When Cassandra returned to the hotel, she was about to open the door when she heard, “Do you live here too?”

It sounded like Kenneth.

Cassandra was a little surprised. “Mr. Zelinski, why are you here?”

The encounter left her no choice but to believe in fate and coincidence.

“Yannick booked the hotel for me. | didn’t expect you to stay here.”

“Exactly. What a coincidence.”

“| have something to deal with, so | can’t stay long. Why don’t we have dinner together if you have time later?” Kenneth’s words made Yannick feel like a ghost had possessed the former.

‘| wonder who has such a gentle and considerate boss. Anyway, | don’t,’ Yannick thought.

Cassandra subconsciously wanted to refuse and didn’t want to waste his time, but she couldn't help saying, “Okay.”

After Kenneth received a satisfactory

answer, he left.

He handled the matter as fast as he could and didn’t delay any longer. Even the other party felt Kenneth was in a hurry today and seemed to be in a good mood.

When Kenneth got back to the hotel, it was already eight o’clock in the evening.

Cassandra was a little hungry. She had irregular meals at the Yates residence, so she had gastrosis.

During this period, Hugo helped her to recuperate. She always had a regular diet and didn’t expect her stomach to hurt again while she waited for Kenneth today.

She frowned slightly and could still bear the pain.

“Can we go for dinner now?” Cassandra asked.

“Let's

go. The kitchen staff has done preparing, and we can start eating downstairs.”

‘My Cassie must be starving, he thought.

The next day at the Camille International Music Competition, Yohannes was getting ready backstage and heard Samantha would attend the semifinals.

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‘My idol. | can finally meet my idol and must make her take me as an apprentice, he exclaimed inwardly.

The stage was ready. Samantha's nameplate was placed in the middle of the panel, and Marcus was on her right side. Everyone was surprised to see a young woman who was barely 20 years old sitting in Samantha’s seat.

‘Ms. Jenkins is only around 20 years old? That’s impossible. But Mr. Sullivan doesn’t seem surprised at all and even talks to her dotingly, they thought.

Among them, Marcus was the only one who had met Samantha.

They decided to wait and observe first.

When the competition officially began, all the contestants showed their talents respectively. When they saw who Samantha truly was, they were very surprised. Some even became fans and wanted to take photos with Cassandra, forgetting about the competition.

“Dear contestant, today is the semifinals. Please take the competition seriously,” Cassandra had to remind the contestant. Otherwise, the competition might become a fan-girl scene.

When it was Yohannes’ turn, Cassandra raised her eyebrows with interest and waited for his performance.

Yohannes was a little nervous and didn’t look Samantha in the eye when he went on stage. He bowed to the judges and started his performance.

Yulissa gifted him the piece of music. He wanted to give it to his idol to express his admiration for her.

The melodious sound of the violin made people feel relaxed and pleasant.

However, only Marcus’ face darkened immediately after the first part of the melody played.

He looked at Cassandra beside him and saw she was calm as if everything was under control. Then, he decided to play along with her.

Three minutes later, Yohannes’ performance was over.

“This was my performance. | look forward to your comments.” After bowing, Yohannes

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formally looked up at the judges.

Suddenly, his pupils trembled.

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Why does Samantha look so familiar? Isn’t she the vicious Cassandra? Why is she sitting in Samantha’s seat?’ he wondered, “Cassandra, you...”

One of the judges picked up the microphone and said excitedly, “The song is beautiful. | like it very much. I’m giving you an S!” Another judge also gave an S, meaning they approved Yohannes'’ skills.

However, when it was Marcus’ turn to comment, he didn’t say anything for a long time. but disqualified Yohannes.

Yohannes frowned, and even the other judges couldn’t understand why.

Yohannes had been a violinist since elementary school. He thought he was good at it and couldn't accept his disqualification. “Mr. Sullivan, may | know what | did to be disqualified?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Marcus said unhappily, “Yohannes, let me ask you something. Did you write the music yourself?”

What annoyed him most was Yohannes stated that he was performing a self-composed violin piece on the lineup list.

“Yes.”

“I'll ask you again. Did you compose it yourself?”

“Mr. Sullivan, I’m sure that it’s my own composition,” Yulissa said that she didn’t care about it and allowed him to say it was his work.

That was why he said that.

“Then | have nothing to say more. What about you, Samantha?” Marcus looked at Cassandra.

“Yohannes, you said it was your composition. Do you have any proof?”

Cassandra’s question made Yohannes feel annoyed.

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close to Mr. Sullivan! Besides, how dare she question me in public! She needs to be taught a lesson!’ he exclaimed inwardly. 64%

“Of course. | always bring my draft with me.” Yohannes took out a folded paper from his suit pocket.

After it was unfolded, dense rows of notes appeared.

‘What else can they say now?’ he thought.

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