The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

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?

even mentioning Rachel anymore—and when they do, it's

Mr. Walden must be

Stella was at the very peak of her

preparing for her upcoming concerts, Abby

let her focus completely on

through the latest news,

international title now. Just

one will be able

outshine even Harry was

the world. It was nothing short of

form this

Honestly, it's unlikely I'll ever play at an even higher level in the

waved off her concerns.

you have a dip, you

Gaze* without pushing

be

yourself to

standards—you're already

incredible."

as she changed the water in the vase

she handled the bouquet of baby's breath.

has a thoughtful side, doesn't

for five years, and

been your assistant for,

already knows

hand paused over the

get them for me?" she

Abby shook her head.

him

flowers, but ever

my phone's been

I haven't had a