My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1019:

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.

wouldn’t risk their standing just to call her out. If anyone found out they were ghostwriting,

the crumpled

through a baby store, browsing

planned to join her, but Albin had run into trouble, and Camille had

a set of baby clothes,

frankly, didn’t care—but she’d worked with Camille before, and it was

her head gently, her tone soft. “No. There’s been no news these past few days. I’ve tried calling Camille,

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

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blanket, folding it idly. “It reminds me of a

holding a baby bottle and examining the shape of the nipple,