Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 373

Grandma Hazel noticed the anxious look on Rosita's face and said gently, "Ms. Lockwood, if you're feeling unsure, how about we do a little sound check first?"

A sound check?

The thought alone made Rosita's heart race. There was no way she could agree to that!

Briony caught the flicker of panic in Rosita's eyes and nearly had to bite back a laugh.

After just three days of lessons, Gwendolyn White had discovered that Rosita's struggles weren't just about her poor attitude-she had a fatal flaw: she was completely tone-deaf.

Some people just want too much, Briony thought. Rosita was never content, always hungry for more. The higher she was lifted, the more she craved, until her ambition became both her greatest strength and her inevitable downfall.

Still, Briony wasn't planning to expose her today. Yesterday and today were just warm-ups. The real showdown would be on the day Ottilie took the crown.

"How about this," Briony turned to Grandma Hazel. "Ma'am, Ms. Lockwood seems a bit nervous. Why don't we all sing the piece together, as a group?"

Rosita shot Briony a wary glance.

with a faint, knowing smile. "Ms. Lockwood,

and the show recording, she had no choice but to force a smile and reply, "I think Ms. Kensington has a good idea. I'm not the

Hazel nodded. "Even for group singing, I'll need to hear each of your voices individually

realized there was no way

could go first," she suggested quickly. "I'm a bit thirsty,

They didn't know Rosita well enough to judge, assuming perhaps she was just shy or used

lost her voice right then, she would have. This slow, drawn-

water for as long as she could. By the time she returned, the rest of her team

her seat

looked to her. "Shall

Rosita nodded. "Alright."

struck a chord on

a close ear on everyone else's sound checks. She tried to recall what she'd heard and, stumbling over a few notes, made it through her turn. Twice her voice wobbled off-key,

cracked on one note.

to her

I haven't been sleeping well lately, and I'm a bit nervous meeting a teacher as accomplished as you, Grandma Hazel. I'm afraid I didn't do my