Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

The seating drama finally settled down, and everyone returned to their places. Yvette chose to sit with Andrew, while Bonnie took a seat nearby.

“Really? Was it that serious? It’s just a matter of two or three seats Do they really have to make such a big deal? We’re all in the front rows anyway. Does it even matter where we sit? Bonnie thought, rolling her eyes.

Simon didn’t mind. With so many people around, even if he wanted to talk to Yvette, it wouldn’t be easy. Zachary was used › Yvette’s indifference, so her not sitting with him didn’t surprise him. The most disappointed was Zion, who felt he had missed a great chance to chat with her.

Jaiden, meanwhile, sat next to Simon. Originally, Simon thought Lionel from the Lewis family would attend, but it turned out to be Jaiden instead. Since they hadn’t seen each other in a while, they switched seats on purpose to catch up.

Backstage. Ruby stormed into the dressing room, tears in her eyes. She slammed the door shut and, in a fit of rage, trashed the makeup on the table. She stared at her furious reflection in the mirror. Wiping away her tears, she clenched her fists.

I swear I’m going to take Yvette down in the piano competition,’ she thought to herself. The piano was Ruby’s domain-her true stage. The people backstage heard the loud crashes from the dressing room and backed away cautiously, not wanting to get caught in Ruby’s fury.

At 9:30 am., Art Festival officially kicked off. Four hosts led the opening ceremony, and Simon was the first to take the stage. His speech encouraged the participants to compete with both grace and skill, ending with a wish for the festival’s success.

Then came the moment everyone had been waiting for-the musical performances. Ruby was set to play the piano, and despite her earlier outburst, it barely dampened the crowd’s excitement.

Backstage, Ruby redid her makeup and changed into a flowing white dress. As she stepped under the spotlight, the audience’s attention was solely on her. This was her place, where she felt she truly belonged.

With a small, confident smile, she brushed off her earlier frustration. Determined to stay positive, she didn’t even glance at Yvette. Taking her seat at the piano, Ruby began to play. Her fingers danced across the keys, producing an enchanting melody that captivated everyone.

did in rehearsals. There’s no emotion in it-only bitterness. Ruby might have masked her emotions outwardly, but her resentment seeped into

a smug expression, unimpressed by Ruby’s playing. He thought, Is this the person Mr. Holmes recommended to me? Her playing’s so average. She even missed a

playing. It only made him feel more

unimpressed. Yvette, in particular, sat with a neutral expression,

at Yvette, who had pulled her hood down over her eyes and crossed her arms, already asleep. How tacky, falling

hold in her stomach, she was focused on maintaining her image, even though her ribs ached. The only thing keeping

with anticipation. Next to her, Zachary noticed

on the performance. “Ruby’s playing is really impressive. No wonder she passed Level

sitting nearby, seemed less interested in the music and more focused on Yvette. He glanced at Bonnie, who was casually

jumped, spilling her snacks everywhere. “What?” she exclaimed, looking up

still asleep. “Aren’t

waved him off, umbothered. “Worried? Nah, Yve knows what she’s doing. Relax. Here, have some chips,” she said, offering

panting her on the head affectionately. “All you do is

her Level 8 in piano and felt a spark of satisfaction. If Ruby has passed Level S, there’s no

confidence fully restored. The earlier frustration melted away as she stepped off the stage and returned

was lively, featuring performances from various departments that lasted for two and a half hours. Once it wrapped up, everyone anticipated one of

chairs lined the field, packed with students eager to see who would take the championship. Most of the audience. was

on through university forums. Every year, after Art Festival, students voted for