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."

thought about it for a moment

confused, but Harry didn't plan

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

She absolutely didn't care.

remain calm because she had trained her

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

truly regarded Evelyn as his wife? How could he so openly

two play in perfect harmony?" exclaimed Justine as she

long as I can find Fergus, nothing else matters." Justine could only nod. "Alright. But I have to admit, Lucas plays quite well. Truly the

because she didn't expect it

or truly see through a person. Yet Tiffany had gotten Lucas to completely open his heart to

had built were when it came to emotions and daily

and Lucas' performance came to an end.

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

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