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.

well, it definitely wasn't as

his head and muttered, "I'm sorry, I

Rachel would have been perfect. So technically, Rachel didn't

livid, "That's total bull! You can feed that

tone it down 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

coldly, "Rachel losing a bet

competition, and we didn't win first place. Now Stella has it, and she might be gloating. Admitting Rachel lost is like

about beating her own kid,"

stand the thought of someone less competent

at the door of the lounge. Haynes

the room, a hush fell

strange mix of expressions, as if she

with a weaker resolve, such an unwelcoming gaze could