Chapter 214

No one wanted to get close to a player who had completely pissed off the competition’s investors, let alone Alarieka–this player had no resources or value to use, not worth the trouble to get to know.

“What were you all doing here?”

Paloma’s voice came closer and closer, with hurried footsteps. She sounded angry and serious.

Alarieka slowly looked up and saw Paloma walk in from outside the crowd with a cold face. She looked seriously at everyone there, her eyes especially stopping on her and Patrick.

To be specific, there were obvious red marks on her neck and on Patrick’s cheek. Anyone could tell how those marks got there.

Paloma’s face darkened, “What exactly happened?”

Alarieka hadn’t said anything yet, and Patrick suddenly chuckled and said, “Ms. Wyatt, you can’t handle this.”

Paloma’s expression changed.

Patrick had a privileged background and his family was powerful. He worked as a doctor, which had nothing to do with his family’s business. But his elders loved him, so before Patrick even graduated, they had already started expanding into the medical market. They were just waiting for the day when Patrick decided to stop being a doctor so he could go home and take over the family business right away.

Even though Patrick didn’t work at his own family’s company, he still owned a part of the family business, and he could even be considered a major shareholder.

Given Patrick’s family background, not just Paloma, but even the organizers of the Mcintosh Piano Competition had to show him a lot of respect.

Alarieka looked calm and spoke steadily, “Ms. Wyatt, you just stay out of this.”

She looked at Patrick, her tone cool: “He was targeting me.”

Paloma frowned hard and looked at Roschelle: “Rose, tell me, what happened.”

How could Roschelle tell Paloma what Patrick and Alarieka fought about? If she did, she’d definitely get blamed for it.

It was just that Paloma’s gaze was too sharp and serious, so she couldn’t help but look away: “Ms. Wyatt, that was all-”

Patrick grabbed Roschelle’s wrist, pulled her behind him, and said in a low voice, “Ms. Wyatt, she had nothing to do with this.”

One or two of them just kept talking in riddles, both kept their mouths shut tight, and Paloma got so mad her head started to hurt.

“What time is it already, hurry back, do you still want to compete tomorrow morning or not?”

Patrick gave Alarieka a deep look.

Even if he really wanted to stand up for Roschelle, he still had to keep in mind Paloma’s role as the main judge.

His eyes gradually turned darker.

No rush, he and Alarieka had plenty of time.

Patrick quickly pulled Roschelle away, and Roschelle hurriedly said to Paloma, “Ms. Wyatt, go to bed early too, good night.”

Alarieka lowered her head and was about to walk past Paloma.

Paloma suddenly sighed, “Alarieka, does your neck still hurt?”

Alarieka’s heart gave a little tremble, and her throat felt tight and sore.

She said softly, “I’m fine, don’t worry.”

Paloma walked over and stood in front of her. Alarieka tensed up and instinctively turned her head away, using her hair to cover the marks on her neck.

Paloma raised her hand and grabbed her shoulder: “Don’t move, let me see.”

Alarieka stiffened her body and let Paloma use her palm to brush her hair aside, checking out the marks on her neck left by a hard grip.

Paloma frowned, looking uneasy: “Patrick always thought he was better than everyone else, way too full of himself. You should stay away from him.”

At this point, Alarieka could tell that Paloma cared about her.

Alarieka lowered her eyelids and nodded gently, “I understand.”

It’s just, she was just a high school student, so how could she avoid Patrick?

Not to mention, there was another one…

Alarieka had a mess of things running through her head. She slowly looked up, and her eyes suddenly froze.

Chapter 215

The moment she saw those eyes, all the thoughts in Alarieka’s head just vanished.

That was Kieran.

His dark eyes were as deep and gloomy as ever, just with a bit of a different emotion.

Alarieka didn’t know him well, but she had seen Kieran get angry a few times.

Just like now, there wasn’t much expression on the face, only some repressed emotion in the eyes, like a hunter spotting prey, waiting for the right moment to strike and kill.

Kieran walked steadily from the other end of the hallway toward this end.

Alarieka instinctively took a few steps back.

Paloma noticed something was wrong, her scalp tingled, and she immediately stepped in front of Alarieka, saying in a low voice, “Mr. Argent.”

Kieran was even scarier than Patrick.