Chapter 197 Vicky's Machinations

On the following morning, Elyse woke up feeling stiff and sore all over.

Descending the stairs, she noticed Jayden was nowhere to be seen and inquired, "Is Jayden in the study?"

Driscoll shook his head and offered her a glass of water. "He left early this morning. Do you need him for something important?"

Pausing her hand from massaging her waist, Elyse gave an awkward smile and replied, "No, it was just a casual question."

She drank the water quickly and then moved to the dining room for breakfast. After eating, she grabbed her violin case and headed off to the rehearsal room.

Upon arriving, Elyse immediately felt a shift in the atmosphere. The other members seemed to regard her with unusual expressions, which left her puzzled.

As she was tuning her violin, an object dropped from the stand beside her. She picked it up,

handing it back to its owner, who snatched it quickly and retreated from her.

This strange behavior only deepened Elyse's confusion. Why were they acting so distant and wary around her?

When Freddy walked in, he immediately noticed the tension

surrounding Elyse. With a serious demeanor, he approached her and said, "Come out for a

moment. I have something to tell you."

followed him out of the

"You've been targeted by

the group chat of our orchestra last night, urging

cross her." Freddy's face was etched with worry. Elyse was at a loss for words, and

of encouragement. "This just shows that Vicky is

and indifference. "I don't mind, as long

used to have respect for Vicky. She's talented, albeit a bit distant, and I thought she wasn't a bad person. It seems

what really matters." Elyse quickly came to terms with the situation. She didn't dwell on

was her performance and winning the

restlessly, her phone pressed against her ear. "Even

seems to be practicing on her own as if nothing is unusual," someone said on

she asked sharply, her tone tinged with impatience. "And what about her friends? Are they distancing

reading? Ensure you're on 05s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click

opposite, actually," the informant replied, voice tinged with hesitation. "They haven't

interacting with her just as they always

to chew on her fingernail, her mind racing as she paced back and

video replayed in her mind, a move driven by a

time she had scrutinized her rival's performance post- competition, and the realization that dawned was chilling: had Elyse not faltered, the first-place trophy might

single thought muddled Vicky's confidence, casting long shadows

violin virtuoso who had never known defeat, felt a crack in her armor. The specter of

as shadows crept across her walls, Vicky wrestled with a gnawing unease

wasn't Elyse anxious or afraid? Did Elyse not

Vicky, fueling her determination to

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