The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Aurora Williams instinctively frowned at Simone Lerman's words, her expression turning cold.

"Simone, Stella Cameron is my sister. What on earth are you talking about?"

Simone immediately tried to smooth things over when she saw Aurora's anger. "Aurora, don't be upset-I was just joking, that's all. Honestly, not even your brothers, let alone Mr. Williams, would ever agree to something like that."

Aurora's tone was serious. "Simone, we've been friends for years, but I don't want to hear you say things like that again. Not even as a joke."

Simone could tell Aurora was truly upset this time.

She nodded quickly. "I understand, I promise I won't make that kind of joke again." Only then did Aurora's expression soften.

After Stella finished playing "White Moonlight," Marvin Connolly led the applause with enthusiasm.

He glanced around and saw the admiration in everyone's eyes, heard the chorus of praise, and couldn't help feeling a twinge of nervousness.

He leaned in and whispered, "Dad, Stella is so amazing-you really need to step up your game. If you keep dragging your feet, someone else is going to sweep her off her feet."

Neville Connolly's gaze lingered on the woman standing in the spotlight on stage, his eyes unconsciously filled with a gentle warmth.

She was Raven Williams, a Hall of Fame member at Neo-Vespera University and the original composer of "Moonlight."

She was a star, and also the mysterious painter known as Summer...

what other secrets

was like a treasure chest, always full

help me out, son. My happiness

long as we work together, we're

faint *crack* suddenly sounded beside

They turned in surprise.

the darkness, they heard the armrest of Joshua's

was puzzled, but called out,

lights

off, so

was

in darkness.

could only see vaguener

one's expression was

Gardner's reply came, his voice hoarse and rough, a far cry from

clear and gentle tone.

"... Yes, it broke."

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Gardner. Once

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