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.

and whispered, “The ballroom’s alive with anticipation—they’re all waiting for your

already walked down an aisle once, yet my

Her gaze shifted, and she froze as Hardy came into view. “I

an invitation to her wedding, so here I am, back in the

as she swiveled to Elyse, disbelief etched across


is your

her way. “Truth be told, we unraveled your little revenge scheme thanks to Hardy

flared. “You sold

save you. The fixation, the venom—it was eating you alive. Couldn’t you feel the weight of it? I saw it plain as day,

wouldn’t hear me out, I turned

blessing he came

should’ve known it was too

arched a brow, a sly glint in her eye.

resentment slip away. “Well, 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 hour! Everyone, to your places!

the delicate hem of her gown and rose gracefully. Attendants swarmed around her

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