Side Chick Era... Over

Chapter 469

Sharon glanced at the pianist, whose eyes were red and brimming with tears. She then shifted her gaze to the direction Carter had left. A cold, mocking smile tugged at her lips.

All it took was one baseless accusation, and just like that, the pianist was out, her hard work dismissed like it meant nothing.

Such a precise move. Classic fearmongering. Ruthless and effective.

If that pianist was the chicken in this “warn-the-monkey” act, then she… She was the monkey.

Not long after, Sharon received a call from Nate. He asked her to come by and go over performance details.

The venue had been rented at great expense by Carter for Kelly.

Every inch of it whispered extravagance, needing no embellishment. Even the surrounding landscape was picturesque-a natural lake stretched out in the rear garden, its waters still and clear, while floral scents drifted lightly through the breeze.

Sharon arrived in the garden and spotted Kelly standing on a small bridge with Carter. The two of them were quietly admiring the view. Kelly pointed at something in the distance, speaking now and then.

Nate was the first to notice Sharon. He sneered, “Well, well. Sharon finally decided to grace us with her presence. Bold enough to beg for a chance to perform, yet can’t even be bothered to show initiative. What now? Waiting for someone to roll out a red carpet for you?”

Sharon glanced at him, calm as ever. “I saw Kelly got hurt earlier. I figured the rehearsal might be off.”

smiling softly. “It’s just a little scrape on my knee, nothing serious. I can

perfectly what was hidden

clear: Carter

There was a faint bruise, but no blood. For a performer, minor injuries like that were par for

dismissed a carefully chosen pianist over

interested in other

playing a solo

a performance schedule she’d prepared. “You can take a look,

had clearly been crafted with care. There

Sharon with Kelly-no fake politeness, no forced

flipped through the schedule and

smiled again, then added, “Sharon, did you bring the sheet

out a stack of original compositions from her bag. “These are my pieces.

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had already agreed on

Kelly’s demeanor was nothing

“Alright.”