As she spoke, Lilah was examining another song in her hand. "You have a heartfelt writing style, but I believe there's another piece here that would suit you even better. Would you like me to show it to you?"

"Okay!"

Effie tapped on the picture Lilah had sent.

A few seconds later, she exclaimed in surprise, "Did you write this?

Lilah, you're indeed a genius! I like the melody so much."

"I'm glad you love it," Lilah said with a smile. "You still have time to practice. I'll check on you in the evening.

"Okay!" Effie said excitedly.

After the call ended, Lilah looked at the man in front of her and asked, “Are you sure you want her to sing it?"

"Of course," Walter said, his lips curled into a smile.

“But you were the one who composed the song, right? You were supposed to sing it to the girl personally, weren't you?" Lilah asked.

“Ever since she entered the entertainment industry, she's been relying only on herself. I always wanted to do something for her, but I never really had a chance. Besides, she..." Walter suddenly paused to rethink his choice of words. "I just want to do something to help her. That's all," he added.

"I see," Lilah nodded. "You're truly talented."

The role of a song was to make the listener sentimental.

Songs composed from the depth of one's heart were always infectious.

Walter's song was a good example.

The final round would be held in a few days. As a result, everyone was practicing very hard.

Krista also received Karol's song. After listening to it, she couldn't help but admire Karol's talent deeply from the bottom of her heart.

"Miss Morris, I'll try my best to practice the song. I won't let you down," Krista vowed.

"That's good. Keep up the good work," Karol urged.

Krista put all her focus on practicing, hoping to make herself famous again in the contest.

By the time she left the studio, it was two o'clock in the morning.

But she noticed that another room was still lit up. She couldn't help but wonder if someone else was still around. In fact, she wanted to see who was so hard-working that they were still up at this time. So, Krista approached the room curiously.

She could hear a pleasant voice coming from inside the place. It made her heart tremble.

This was the kind of voice that reminded her of the purity of youth.