The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 837

Rachel never responded to any of the allegations Stella had made public.

Many assumed her silence was an admission of guilt.

Still, a handful of diehard fans clung to hope, insisting Rachel must have her reasons, or that some dramatic twist would set things right in the end.

But the truth was plain as day for everyone else.

With evidence this overwhelming, there was nothing left to defend.

After several days of relentless online condemnation, Rachel still hadn’t uttered a word. The public’s anger quickly shifted to Mr. Walden.

For plenty of people, it was actually Mr. Walden who’d first drawn them to Rachel.

And now, Rachel’s reputation had collapsed so spectacularly, it was worse than any celebrity cheating scandal—she’d gone from star pupil to outright criminal in the eyes of the masses.

People began turning their rage on Mr. Walden. “Isn’t Mr. Walden supposed to be a legendary musician, winner of the lifetime achievement award? How could he have chosen someone like Rachel to be his last protégé?”

“With character like that, she deserves to be called a musician?”

“Mr. Walden, are you losing your mind in your old age, or does Rachel have something on you?”

“A lifetime of wisdom, and Mr. Walden throws it away over Rachel. She’s ruined his legacy all by herself.”

“Mr. Walden, you publicly supported a student with this kind of character—don’t you owe us an explanation?”

“Rachel could never match Stella’s talent, so what exactly made Mr. Walden favor her?”

“Mr. Walden’s fans always claimed he was a paragon of virtue. But just look at his last protégé, Harry—couldn’t be more obnoxious, and still his favorite student. Any reasonable teacher would've cut someone like Harry loose long ago.”

It didn’t take long after this wave of criticism for Mr. Walden to release a public statement, announcing he had severed all ties with Rachel.

But the public wasn’t buying it.

A gentle knock sounded on the practice room door.

Antoney Watson stepped inside. “Star, are you busy?”

Stella set down her violin. “I was just about to take a break. What’s up, Antoney?”

Antoney hesitated, then said, “There’s something I’ve been thinking about, and I decided you should know before the Williams family tries to set you up and you walk right into their trap.”

Stella’s eyes narrowed slightly. “This is about the Williams family?”

Antoney nodded. “Before our mentor passed away, she told me something. She said she owned ten percent of the founding shares in the Williams Group.”

“She left a will—those ten percent founding shares belong to you alone. They have nothing to do with your father or your three brothers.”

Stella stared at him, surprised. “Founding shares? I’ve never heard anything about that. When did this happen?”