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 and replied, "Not

but Harry didn't

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

She absolutely didn't care.

was able to remain calm because she had trained

on stage who seemed like a perfect match. All she could do was feel

openly display affection with another woman with no

watching those two play in perfect

those years. Evelyn shook her head. "As long as I can find Fergus, nothing else matters." Justine could only nod. "Alright. But I have to admit, Lucas plays quite well. Truly

she didn't expect it

three years, she still couldn't understand or truly see through a person. Yet Tiffany had gotten Lucas to completely open

had built were when it came to

came to an end. The applause

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

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