The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 192

As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward Keen, hoping to pass the buck onto him.

"Keen, the reason we lost this competition is mostly because you were off your game. Look at Marvin, he played brilliantly! Rachel's 0.1-point deduction? That's on you."

Keen's mind was still replaying the scene of Stella standing on the stage, a vision he'd never seen before. Was that really his mom? She seemed a world apart— dazzling, almost magical, and yet impossible to look away from.

When did his mom become so amazing? Even more impressive than Rachel, it seemed.

Although he was young and didn't understand music deeply, his instincts told him his mom's violin performance was more captivating than Rachel's.

And then there was Marvin...

He hated to admit it, but Marvin's violin playing was better than his. The performance he just witnessed, the harmony between Marvin and his mom, was nearly flawless.

own performance... well, it definitely

so he lowered his head and muttered, "I'm sorry, I let Rachel

nodded, "Exactly, without you, Rachel would have been

total bull! You can feed that story to a five-year-old like

a bit. He cleared his throat and addressed her, "Mrs. O'Brien, I didn't mean it like that. I just didn't want Stella to get too full of herself! We all know Keen's potential. But you also know

retorted coldly, "Rachel losing a bet

asked Rachel to team up with Keen for the competition, and we didn't win first place. Now Stella has it, and she might be gloating. Admitting Rachel lost is like saying Keen lost too. Do you want Stella to come over

dare brag about beating

slightly at this. She couldn't stand the thought of someone less competent lording it over

came at the door of the

a hush fell

expressions, as if she had

someone with a weaker resolve, such an unwelcoming gaze could easily