Chapter 27 Grating Voice
“What can you do then?” questioned Sam.
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“L” Mabel was about to sprak when Zendaya interrupted, “Mr. Ziegler, why don’t we let her sing? Her coarse voice is bound. to be entertaining when she sings.”
During her time in prison. Mabel’s vocal cords were damaged, resulting in a coarse, raspy voice that was unpleasant to the ear. She typically refrained from speaking, and when she did, she deliberately lowered her voice.
“Could her singing be pleasant to the ears, given how grating her voice is?” Sam lifted his eyebrow.
Zendaya casually sat on Sam’s lap, acting coquettishly. “Mr. Ziegler, good music can be enjoyed in any condition. Besides, isn’t it fun when a person with a terrible voice sings? Let her sing, one song after another. If you find her singing unbearable. we can just plug our cars with earplugs.”
“Her voice is already so unpleasant, Why do you want to hear her sing?” Sam said.
“It’s because her voice is unpleasant that I’m curious if it would sound even worse if she lost her voice from singing” she said, leaning her ample bosom against Sam’s arm. “Mr. Ziegler, is that okay?”
Overwhelmed by lust, Sam didn’t care about Mabel’s opinion and immediately agreed in a hearty manner, “All right, we’ll do what you say.” As he spoke, his hand casually brushed against Zendaya’s thigh
“Well, don’t say I’m not generous. Sam pulled out a stack of bills from his black briefcase, roughly amounting to fifty thousand. “A thousand per song. If you can sing ten songs, that’s ten thousand, twenty songs, twenty thousand. If you can manage to sing all fifty songs, all the money on this table is yours Fifty songs would take at least over three hours.
“Oh dear. Mr. Ziegler, why are you giving her so much?” asked Zendaya.
“Sweetheart, just wait. I have more for you later,” he said, putting on a grin he considered irresistible. “Don’t rush, darling. Just wait a bit. I will give you the most precious and finest thing I possess.
“Oh. Mr. Ziegler, you’re such a tease,” Zendaya said, her hips swaying as she slid off him. She sashayed over to the karaoke machine and turned to Mabel. “Don’t say I never help you, Mabel. I’ve queued up fifty songs for you. As she spoke, her fingers danced skillfully across the machine, selecting song after song.
After she was done, she returned to Sam once again.
Mabel silently picked up the microphone. When the first song, Bohemian Rhapsody, started playing, she was momentarily stunned. The second song was / Will Always Love You, and the third was Wuthering Heights. After that, Mabel was no longer surprised by the songs that Zendaya had chosen for her.
It was obvious to Mabel that Zendaya was intent on destroying her that day.
Mabel used to have a beautiful singing voice if only her throat hadn’t given out. All that she had left was a raspy, grating voice. The moment she started singing, Sam immediately frowned. Sensing his discomfort, Zendaya considerately offered him earplugs.
Meanwhile, she took perverse pleasure in watching Mabel suffer.
Mabel cong song after song, though no one was listening. Sam was engrossed in a movie, holding Zendaya in his arms, while Zendaya was occupied with a game on her phone.
No one asked Mabel to stop. As the singing continued, her voice was nearly gone.
Struggling through the discomfort in her legs, she sang those high–pitched songs with a voice so faint that even a microphone would have difficulty picking it up.
“All right, that’s enough” Sam suddenly rose from his seat, removing the carpiece he had been using. He looked at Mabel with a furrowed brow. “Take all the money on the table”
Zendaya suddenly stood up “Mr. Ziegler, she hasn’t finished singing yet.”
“It’s enough, sweetheart. I didn’t want to hear such an unpleasant singing voice anymore. She has sung herself hoarse by now. Good times are fleeting, and I am going to be your groom tonight”
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Chapter 27 Grating Voice
lowered her face in a coy manner and called out in a delicate voice. “Mr. Ziegler, you’re so naughty!”
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“Don’t call me Mr. Ziegler anymore. Call me Sam. Come, let me escort you to our bridal chamber,” Sam said. Amidst Zendaya’s coquettishly calling him by his name, he led her out of the private room.
As she passed by Mabel, Zendaya paused with a smug grin. “Your voice has become more pleasant after you strained it from singing. You should thank me, you know. It’s because I made you sing that your voice improved.”
Mabel remained silent. After she waited for the two to leave. her legs couldn’t support her anymore, and she collapsed onto the ground
Mabel sat on the ground for a good while, massaging her knees and muscles until the pain in her legs gradually subsided. She rose to her feet, her hand trembling as she tightly clutched the money on the table. Lifting her foot, she began to walk away.
Minutes later, she approached Mikayla, saying, “Ms. Mikayla, could you do me a favor? Please deposit this money into my
card
“Where did this money come from?” Mikayla’s eyes narrowed sharply. She was sure she hadn’t assigned any task to Mabel! “Also, what’s wrong with your voice?”
“It’s nothing. I just haven’t sung in a while, Mabel explained. “A colleague helped me out. She asked me to sing for a wealthy patron, who then gave me money.” Mikayla, being astute, could tell that Mabel didn’t want to elaborate further. She subtly nodded and took the money from Mabel without a fuss. Mikayla then handed Mabel a warm drink. “Here, have this.”
