Chapter 1867:

crossfire, Nick mumbled an excuse and slipped away. As he backed off, he collided with someone.

Victor turned, his curiosity piqued by the violin case dangling from Nick’s hand. “Another violinist? The ballroom’s crawling with them tonight. Is this some grand plan you all cooked up?”

Nick’s reply was enigmatic. “Call it a silent pact.”

Victor tilted his head, mulling it over. “How many years does it take to play like Elyse?”

Nick didn’t miss a beat. “Her gift is pure magic. No amount of practice could lift an ordinary soul to her heights.”

Victor rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “So, you reckon I’ve got a spark of talent?”

Nick blinked, caught off guard. “Are you pulling my leg?”

Tracy, after a discreet sweep of the ballroom, glided back into the dressing room. The sight of Elyse in her wedding gown sent a wave of joy crashing over her.

side and whispered, “The ballroom’s alive with

“It’s odd. I’ve already walked down an aisle once, yet my nerves

dear, is the real deal!” Her gaze

to her wedding, so here I

she swiveled to Elyse, disbelief etched across her face. “Since


is your

“Truth be told, we unraveled your little revenge scheme

temper flared. “You

her storm. “I was trying to save you. The fixation, the venom—it was eating you alive. Couldn’t you feel the weight

and added, “Since you wouldn’t hear me out, I turned

with tender warmth. “It was a blessing he came to me—I was able to put the

should’ve known it was

brow, a sly glint in her eye. “Let’s just say a little birdie

it is water under the bridge now. I’m glad I didn’t cross a line I couldn’t uncross.” She flicked her wrist to check her watch. “Good heavens, look at the

delicate hem of her gown and rose gracefully. Attendants swarmed around her like busy bees,

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