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."

him out of the

outside, Freddy shared his concerns. "You've been

our orchestra last night, urging everyone to

face was etched with worry. Elyse was at a

a hint of encouragement. "This just shows that Vicky

and indifference. "I don't mind, as

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

really matters." Elyse quickly came to terms with the

was her performance and winning the future competitions. In

against

nothing is unusual," someone said on the other end

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

Ensure you're on 05s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next

the informant replied, voice tinged with hesitation. "They

They're interacting with her just as they always

phone shut and began to chew on

video replayed in her mind,

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 over her

had never known defeat, felt a crack in her armor. The specter of Elyse, an enigma wrapped in

shadows crept across her walls, Vicky wrestled with a gnawing

afraid? Did Elyse not see her as

rankled Vicky, fueling

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