My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

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And according to what Billie had told her, Carrie hadn’t touched a piano since leaving her hometown. The only time she had ever performed publicly, it was using one of Josh’s legendary compositions. Josh’s music was so masterful that even an amateur pianist could bring a crowd to tears.

Besides, she had just overheard Carrie and Arion dismiss the music as “trash.” That alone convinced her—Carrie couldn’t have written it. No. The most likely explanation was that Carrie, like herself, had hired a ghostwriter.

But even in that, Aliza found herself gritting her teeth.

Why was it that even when it came to cheating, Carrie still outshone her?

Then another thought occurred—more cunning, more enticing. This level of composition had to come from someone within the Music Association. If she claimed it as her own, who would dare challenge her?

Certainly not the ghostwriter. These types weren’t driven by money but by ambition—by proximity to power. The ghostwriter must be seeking to curry favor with the Morrison family in hopes of securing promotions or coveted performance opportunities.

to call her out. If anyone found out they were

bag, carefully stuffed in the crumpled sheets, and quickly left the practice room—her lips curling into a satisfied

baby store, browsing items

but Albin had run into trouble, and Camille had flown to Zimeron

a set of baby clothes, she

barely knew the man—and frankly, didn’t care—but she’d worked with Camille

shook her head gently, her tone soft. “No. There’s been no news these past few days. I’ve tried calling Camille, but I can’t get through.

worried for her safety. With Kristopher’s men involved, she was confident Camille was in good hands. It was Camille’s heart

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a wan smile and picked up a baby blanket, folding it idly. “It

a baby bottle and examining the shape of the nipple,