NovelBookChapter 66 Drugging Jayden's face contorted into a sneer. "He would say that, wouldn't he? How else could he sway you, you gullible girl?" Elyse shot back, visibly upset, "I am not gullible." "Then why not?" Jayden retorted, giving her a skeptical look. "Are the Fosters really that influential? Does my family actually need to depend on them? The Foster family is in decline. They need my family more than mine need them." He gently pinched her cheek, saying, "I won't divorce you. You're decent enough, and I think you are great." Elyse's face flushed under his scrutiny.
Jayden saw her cheeks redden and mused over her simplicity, how a few words could make her blush. "Go on, entertain yourself. I need to return to studying." Earlier, he had cout of the study to console her after spotting her sitting in the garden, looking distressed. Now, he had to go back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOn his way, thoughts of Theo stirred a tightness in his jaw. He had previously disregarded Theo. Now, he realized Theo harbored ill intentions and even attempted to stir discord between him and Elyse. It seemed necessary to keep him occupied.
Elyse received the news that she was reinstated into the orchestra. The next morning, she left hto compete for the tour.
Upon arrival, she sensed a palpable tension in the air. This atmosphere influenced her as well. After slipping into her training attire, she took out her violin and started practicing.
"You're so lucky, Elyse. You were nearly ousted, yet here you are, able to compete in the selection. Your luck astounds me," Rebekah approached with her violin, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "But < having been at hfor so long, can you really pass the selection?" "Can't I practice at home?" Elyse countered.
Rebekah scoffed, "You think practicing at hcompares to our daily sessions here? Imagine the embarrassment if you fail." Elyse fired back, "And what if you fail, Rebekah? After all your daily practice, that would be truly embarrassing, wouldn't it?" Rebekah, puffing up with pride, declared, "I'm at my peak today. I'm certain I'll pass the selection. But you..." Her expression said it all.
Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Elyse, wanting to end the conversation, responded confidently, "I'm also in good shape. Don't worry. I'll pass the selection." Seeing Elyse's confidence, Rebekah felt a surge of resentment. She was acutely aware of Elyse's talent, which was why she viewed her as a threat from the moment she joined the orchestra. Elyse's presence could potentially hinder her future success.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTurning her head, Rebekah noticed a tumbler in Elyse's bag, a crafty gleam flickering in her eyes as an idea formed.
Elyse sat waiting for the selection process to begin, positioned among her friends in the middle of the group, her anxiety palpable.
To keep her fingers nimble, she continuously moved them.
After an hour, it was finally their turn, and the tension among the candidates spiked.
A girl offered Elyse a glass of water, asking, "Would you like swater, Elyse?" Remembering last year's incident where a peer missed their selection due to tampered water, Elyse had since becvigilant. She only consumed what she brought herself.
"No, thanks. I have my own," she declined, standing to retrieve her tumblr from her bag. She took a small sip to soothe her throat. From a distance, Rebekah watched this unfold with a smug satisfaction.
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