A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chapter 118 Turning Heads Janice's expression darkened, and she snapped, "You're right. Sierra doesn't deserve to compete with us, and she doesn't deserve to be my mom's student."

Felicia, seeing that her plan was working, pushed further. "Exactly. Whether she really broke up with Benson or not, we should make sure everyone knows about that relationship. The more people see how fake she is, the fewer will fall for her act."

Looking grim, Janice pressed her lips together tightly.

Time passed as Sierra practiced in the piano room. The steady rhythm of falling piano keys marked the hours, and before she knew it, the morning had slipped away.

"Cayden, thank you for all your advice this morning. Let me treat you to lunch."

Sierra was appreciative. She had genuinely learned a lot today, and Cayden had not only helped her musically but also stepped in when Janice confronted her. At the very least, she owed him a meal.

Cayden felt a warmth bloom in his chest as he nodded, smiling. "Sure. But let me treat you instead-consider it a welcome-back lunch."

"No way," Sierra responded playfully. "This doesn't count as me officially being back yet. You can treat me once I earn my place as Ms. Anderson's student again."

Her voice was bright and clear, carrying an unmistakable determination.

He chuckled, his eyes soft with admiration. "Alright. Then, I'll look forward to celebrating your victory at the Marisol Cup."

Together, they headed toward the campus cafeteria.

Theo had arrived on campus and gone straight to Jemima's office.

"Aunt Jemima."

surprised. She set her glasses down and smiled. "Theo?

to see how you're doing," Theo replied coolly.

raised an eyebrow,

finished them yet," she said as she poured him

"Not yet."

campus cafeteria," she suggested with a knowing smile. "I just got off the phone with Sierra—she's eating

it back on the table. A fleeting shadow crossed his eyes. "Aunt Jemima, have you eaten

already had lunch,"

a grin. "Go on now.

going to pursue

you're too reserved, she

pause, he gave

go, shaking her head with

is that?

our school start having

Way hotter than any celebrity

framed by slightly tousled dark hair, resting just above his striking, sharp brows His deep set, obsidian eyes carried an

refined,