Always Been Yours (Tessa and Nicholas)

Chapter 656 Bad News

Hathaway felt the urge to stop Kathleen when she saw the angry look on Kathleen’s face. “Why are you all worked up at such an early hour? Who made you angry?” Hathaway asked.

“There’s no one in this orchestra which has the guts to make me angry apart from that beloved student of yours,” Kathleen hissed through gritted teeth. Hathaway frowned at this. “Did you try to provoke her again?” she asked.

“What do you mean when you say that? You’re assuming that it’s my fault before asking me about what happened. Sometimes, I really suspect that you’re not my mother!” Kathleen was furious, but she also felt sorry for herself—she unleashed all these emotions on Hathaway.

Hathaway’s expression turned sour at this point, but she controlled her temper and questioned her daughter. “Well, what did you guys argue about this time?” Kathleen explained the situation in the restaurant earlier, and she added some of her own details to make the story juicier.

a good brother. So what’s there to be proud of? If she’s that great, she wouldn’t need to rely

one who interrupted when Tessa’s brother was talking. Furthermore, Tessa doesn’t have ill intentions like you

“You sure are a great mother, huh? You don’t seem to care even when your daughter is being bullied, and you’re

Hathaway

face. She looked as if someone had slaughtered her entire family. Everyone was nervous and eager to practice for the show after they arrived at the theater. However, Kathleen was like a ticking time bomb—she burst out in anger whenever she noticed something that didn’t fit her preferences. It didn’t even matter whether the person had made a genuine mistake—Kathleen refused to keep her temper under

heated up soon. Kathleen had been walking when she nearly tripped and fell because of an instrument casing on the ground. The instrument casing belonged to the assistant concertmaster in Group One, and it was a violin casing. At that moment, Kathleen concluded that the

this box here because you wanted me to fall, right? Do you think you can

such intentions at all,” the assistant concertmaster spoke frantically

brows knitted, but they were reluctant to voice out. This incident