Mr. Walden let out a heavy sigh, as if in an instant he'd aged ten years.

"So many eyes are watching me right now. If I were to expel Rachel from my

tutelage at this moment, who knows what stories people would concoct-how

they'd twist the tale to suit themselves.

This matter needs to be approached with caution."

No one else said a word.

...

With Stella's flawless performance of the notoriously difficult piece, *The Gaze*,

her victory at the competition was practically set in stone.

A video of Stella defeating Harry was spreading like wildfire online.

Invitations to music festivals and masterclasses poured in, so many that Abby's

hands ached from sorting through them all.

Tickets for Stella's recitals—and even the competition—were selling out at record

speed.

Abby could barely contain her excitement; she was so energized, she worked late

into the night without a hint of exhaustion.

"Star, we've really made it this time! Even with Haynes pulling strings for Rachel

and Mr. Walden paving the way, what good has it done them?

mentioning Rachel anymore—and when

Walden must be losing his

at

preparing for her upcoming

corporate gig, determined to let her focus completely

latest

shoo-in for the international title now. Just play *The Gaze*,

one will be able to top

Harry

the world. It was nothing short

"I really was in rare form this time. That kind of state

at an even higher level in

waved off

you have a dip, you

without

You’ll be just

hold yourself

standards—you're already

incredible."

water in the

as she handled the bouquet of baby's breath. "Those

a

sighed. "You were married to Haynes for five years, and he never

Joshua's only been your assistant for,

he already knows

paused

Joshua to get them for me?" she

shook her head.

about telling him

but ever

Harry, my phone's

I

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