Chapter 138

The judge’s name was Paloma Wyatt, about thirty years old. She was a famous pianist at home and abroad, had won big prizes in competitions, and was the main judge of the Mcintosh Piano Competition this time. Her score counted for twenty percent.

This time, Alarieka was just there for a spot in the competition.

When I got to the house where Paloma lived, it was still early, but Alarieka found that the front gate was already locked from the outside.

“Went out.”

Jaylene scratched her head, confused: “When did he go out?”

Alarieka turned her head and looked.

This was the countryside. There were endless fields near the house, and you could vaguely see farmers working in the fields.

She plopped down on the rock and patted the spot next to her: “Just sit and wait, don’t rush.”

The two sat under the shade of a tree, chatting on and off.

It was almost summer, and it was kind of hot in the countryside. Alarieka raised her hand and fanned herself, squinting at the road near the yard.

A call came in on Alarieka’s phone. It was from an unknown number.

She didn’t think much and just picked it up.

“Hello, who is this?”

“Alarieka, it’s me.”

Alarieka's eyes paused for a second. She looked un-slowly the...

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“Don’t blame Kier, blame me.”

Alarieka said softly. “Is Kieran…”

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When the rustling on the other end stopped, Alarieka laughed and said, “What kind of show are you guys putting on?”

Kieran’s voice was cold: “Alarieka, I hope this is the last time I have to say this.”

“Rose had nothing to do with this.”

Roschelle’s voice got really quiet: “Kier!”

Kieran’s deep, sharp voice came from the other end, “Don’t use this as blackmail.”

Alarieka understood that Kieran was talking in front of her. “But I didn’t think so.”

Alarieka raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean? What do you think?”