The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 394

This latest fiasco had completely destroyed Quentin's already shaky reputation as a Crestwood rich kid.

She did it on purpose. That damn girl must've done it on purpose.

A deep wave of humiliation crashed over him, and Quentin's eyes burned red with fury. In a split second, he lost control and slammed his fist down hard on the keyboard.

A deafening bang echoed through the room.

"Mr. Aldridge..." The host, visibly shaken, stumbled backward a few steps, his voice trembling with fear.

Then, as if remembering who exactly he was dealing with, the host hurried back the way he'd come, nervously fetching a brand-new keyboard from behind the stage.

He spoke in the gentlest tone he could muster. "Mr. Aldridge, I know losing so badly must feel awful. I understand why you're upset."

"What the hell did you just say? Who's awful?" Quentin's anger reignited in an instant. He shot to his feet, glaring at the host and jabbing a finger at him menacingly.

The host looked completely bewildered, with no idea what he'd said wrong.

set the new keyboard down beside Quentin and flashed an

top of the line, practically indestructible. I'm sure it'll help you vent your... frustration after today's, um,

the actual

was already furious. Now, with the host pouring gasoline on the fire, he

snort

back-they burst

his eyes, laughing so hard he could

The host presented the world champion's trophy to

give it up for our world

cheers. Wade, standing in the audience, applauded with wild excitement-anyone watching might have thought it was his own team that

family had gathered around

daughter standing tall and triumphant onstage, and his heart melted into a soft,

proud—after all,

munched on sunflower seeds, beaming from ear to ear. "Knew it-my granddaughter never lets me down. Not only is she a top

must have saved the world in a past life for

was grinning so widely his face could barely

tugging at the corners of his mouth spoke