Ex-Wife's Revenge (Alaricka) novel 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 here 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 was this?”

“Alaricka, it was me

Alaricka’s eyes paused for a second. She looked up slowly, the ease in her eyes fading away, and her voice turned cold: “How come Ms. Whitaker had time to call me?”

Roschelle’s voice was soft: “Alaricka, I know, you were mad at Kier because of that time with the drug, right?”

Alaricka raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes calm, and didn’t say anything

Roschelle went on, “Alaricka, this thing was my fault too. I was the one who let you drink that bowl of chicken soup. I didn’t notice what that person did, so you got drugged. If I had found out earlier, none of that would have happened to you.”

“Don’t blame Kier, blame me.”

Alaricka said softly, “Is Kieran next to you?”

Roschelle choked on her words, “What did you say?”

Alaricka’s lips curled into a cold, sarcastic smile: “Or maybe Kieran

you would just yell-” was about to show up, and the

“Kier…”

Suddenly, I heard Roschelle’s panicked voice from the other side, with that weakness and helplessness men liked.

The voice on the other end got all scratchy, like Kieran

taken the

phone away.

Roschelle was a bit anxious: “Kier, don’t do that, I was talking to Alaricka, I’ll be done soon.”

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Kieran said in a low voice, “Nothing to say.”

Roschelle said helplessly, “I just didn’t want her to be mad at you again.”

Kieran said, “This has nothing to do with you.”

There was a bit of a sob in Roschelle’s voice: “But I was the one who gave her that bowl of chicken soup.”

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 about the spot she asked for in the Mcintosh Piano Competition.

She suddenly sneered.

Kieran said, “Hung up.”

Alarieka was quick and hung up the phone faster than Kieran.

Jaylene shook her head and sighed, “Even though we’re just on the phone, I could already smell the tea. Could you smell it too?”

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