My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1052:

Although Carrie said she had not seen him at the Music Association, this was the age of information. Even he, a man of tradition, knew how to use WhatsApp and watch short videos. Surely, she could reach him through her phone.

No. The truth was simpler—she just was not focused. Her attention was scattered. Between her rare visits to the Music Association and her other ventures—acting, scriptwriting, running a business—it was clear where her energy went.

People only had so much to give. And the more she split herself across everything, the less she had left for music. She did not even start with an advantage. Compared to the other students, she had more gaps than strengths. Her only edge was a bit of raw instinct.

Instinct, though powerful, was never enough on its own. Kendall had witnessed this repeatedly. Talent might ignite the flame, but it was the hard work that fueled it into something greater.

The more Kendall thought about it, the more his frustration grew. He nearly turned to scold Carrie—but stopped.

own wife

moment, then turned away, bitter and quiet. In his heart,

attention drifted, hushed conversations began to ripple through the crowd, many veering off-topic and turning to the more exciting buzz surrounding

but Carrie still caught fragments of the discussion—words like

Arion and asked, “I heard them mention Aliza and Randell. What’s the connection

𝓵𝖆𝓉𝓔𝓢𝓣 ςհ𝓪ρ𝓽𝖊𝗋𝓈 𝗀𝖺Ⱡn𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈․ⅽ𝗼𝗺

is Randell’s composer,” Arion

widened

“Don’t worry about it. It’s all just baseless gossip. Aliza’s piece and Randell’s new song share a few

listened to some of Randell’s tracks on the

But the audience at the Music Association was filled with seasoned professionals—composers, judges, and instructors. They wouldn’t mistake basic