Chapter 349:

Stewart, sensing the brewing storm, stepped in to intervene. “I can play the guitar.”

“How about a duet with you instead?” But Vicky wasn’t about to let him derail her plan. She shot him a pointed look. “Mr. Lopez, this isn’t your moment to play the knight in shining armor. Her husband’s right here, isn’t he?”

Stewart hesitated, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. With a sheepish laugh, he said, “That’s not what I meant. With you two stealing the spotlight, we old-timers need to elbow our way in for some airtime.”

Vicky arched a brow, her smile as cold as winter frost. “Violin and guitar don’t exactly harmonize well. If you’re keen on screen time, perhaps you could perform a solo later.”

Her words carried the sting of dismissal, but she couldn’t have cared less. In her eyes, Stewart’s clumsy attempt to mediate only confirmed what she already believed—that Carrie had no talent to speak of.

was her moment to expose Carrie and paint her as nothing more than a woman riding her husband’s coattails. And in this era of social media, Vicky thought with grim satisfaction, even Kristopher’s influence wouldn’t be enough to stifle the roar of public opinion once she

look of admiration and envy they once held quickly morphed into one of disdain. What could a woman who seemingly possessed only beauty contribute to such a wealthy family? The female audience members felt

more than insignificant fools, unable to cause any real harm. He wasn’t concerned

composed and unaffected manner, he was struck by how similar Carrie was to himself. The woman standing before him blended with the memory of the poised figure who, years ago, had proposed

subtle, inexplicable sense

Vicky pretended to be generous. “If Carrie doesn’t know how, I won’t push

calmly, “We

can play the piano. I don’t know

might choose a piece she excelled in, potentially turning the tables and making Vicky the subject

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