Chapter 117 Fabricating Lies Seeing how calm and composed Sierra was when talking about her breakup, Cayden finally overcame the unease that had crept into his chest. His expression softened, and he encouraged her sincerely, "I understand, and I truly believe that you'll do well in the Marisol Cup."

"Thank you, Cayden," she responded with a polite smile. "I'll continue practicing now."

He hesitated for a brief moment before saying, "I don't have anything scheduled this morning. If you don't mind, I can stay and listen—maybe give you some feedback."

Sierra's eyes brightened with excitement.

Cayden was already a well-recognized pianist and one of Jemima's most accomplished students. Back when they competed together, they worked seamlessly as a duo, and she had always admired his talent.

Just earlier, she had considered asking for his guidance, but she didn't want to trouble him and had hesitated to bring it up.

Now, hearing him offer on his own, she was overjoyed.

She nodded. "Of course, I don't mind. I just hope it's not too much trouble for you, Cayden."

warm smile,

gracefully over the keys. The moment she started playing, her

gaze filled with genuine

hands moved fluidly, gliding over the keys like a swan skimming across a lake. The melody was clear and crisp, flowing

Felicia stood behind the wall, watching. Her hands curled into tight fists as she stared at the scene inside the room. Cayden was smiling at Sierra and his eyes filled with undisguised appreciation. Felicia's jealousy boiled inside her. No. She couldn't let

on her heel and looked

now?" Janice asked, frowning as soon as she saw

like she was struggling

She bit her lip, pausing dramatically before continuing, "I stayed behind to talk to Sierra. I tried to convince her to leave-so

"But what?

you and win the Marisol Cup

Crack!

impact

complete nonsense! There's no way I'm

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