Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 369

Tony perked up. "Oh, Ottilie! Of course I know her-the show's aired three episodes already, and every song she's performed is incredible!"

"I know Ottilie too," someone chimed in. "People are saying she's this season's champion, hands down!"

"Her songs are all originals, and they really have her own style," another added. "She's even managed to weave in traditional elements. That's rare these days!"

Mary nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Honestly, her vocals are just average, but her songs are amazing. And she already responded on her social media-she said all the songs were written by Ms. Lockwood!"

A sudden hush fell over the room, then a wave of commotion broke out.

Every eye turned to Rosita.

She tightened her grip on her water glass, heart pounding. Of all things, why did this have to come up now?

But she kept her expression cool. "Mary, you're giving me too much credit. Ottilie's my cousin she's always dreamed of being a singer. I just helped her out a little. Those songs? I wrote them in my spare time, just for fun."

Ms. Lockwood!" Mary laughed. "Those tunes have a real folksy vibe. You'd have to be

the feeling that Mary was doing

of the truth behind those

Briony, suspicion flickering in her

smiled-a slow, knowing curve of her lips. "Ms. Lockwood, you really are the whole package. Acting, songwriting, and now we

just dabble in it for fun. I wouldn't call

surprise. "You taught

had no choice but to nod. "Yes.

Ferdinand let

glanced his way, puzzled at

Briony, however, understood perfectly.

pick up on your own. Even here in Goldenleaf, where tradition was valued and passed down, most started learning as children under the guidance of a mentor. Totruly master it, you needed to start

started scouting for a folk music tutor for her when she was just eight. It took her until she was thirteen to really get it, and only then did she begin experimenting, blending

other hand, had stolen what she didn't

arched an eyebrow, her