Chapter 162

Evelyn didn't look at the stage again. Picking up her glass, she continued drinking her juice.

...

Meanwhile, upstairs, Brandon and the others naturally didn't miss this "fight".

Brandon lazily leaned on the couch and laughed. "This is rather amusing. Evelyn truly overestimated her own capabilities—from fighting Ms. Moore for the ring to fighting her for the opportunity to perform... the word 'female competition' is written all over her face!"

He suddenly thought of that time at the art exhibition when Flynn told him gossip about Evelyn having a husband. Tiffany even helped Evelyn by stopping them from gossiping. At least Tiffany hated the rivalry between women so much that she even put aside past grudges and helped Evelyn maintain her dignity.

Evelyn couldn't compete with Tiffany in that aspect.

Harry raised a brow slightly, and his gaze naturally landed on Evelyn.

Brandon leaned over and added, "I think Evelyn won't give up on Mr. Grant for a while."

about it for

but Harry didn't plan

the stage, he happened to see Evelyn's mocking sneer when she leaned forward

She absolutely didn't care.

calm because she had trained her heart over the

Justine, a bystander, was unable to stay calm. She angrily looked at the two people on stage who seemed

openly display affection with another woman with no regard for Evelyn's feelings or well-

still need to find Fergus. Who cares about watching those two play in perfect harmony?" exclaimed Justine as she downed a glass of

those years. Evelyn shook her head. "As long as I can find Fergus, nothing else matters." Justine could only nod. "Alright.

respond because she

through a person. Yet

had built were when it came to emotions

Lucas' performance came to an end.

his hand out to Tiffany. Tiffany smiled, placed her hand in his palm, and bowed gracefully as she stood

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