Chapter 119
Xena glared at Janie, annoyed by her complete indifference,
But after being humiliated multiple times already, Xena knew better than to poke the bear again.
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To Xena, Janie and Jackson were wildcards. They didn’t play by the rules, didn’t care about appearances, and definitely didn’t bother with leaving anyone their dignity.
She couldn’t risk giving them another opening.
But just because she kept her mouth shut didn’t mean Zion would follow suit
Zion look at Jackson provocatively, “How about it? Isn’t Xena amazing?”
This was his moment to finally come out on top, and he wasn’t about to let it pass.
Ryan sighed. He knew Janie hadn’t been given the same opportunities as Xena. She hadn’t grown up with the kind of elite training that defined their world. Zion’s comment wasn’t just unnecessary–it was cruel.
The Jenkins family owed Janie an apology, not cheap shots.
Jackson’s expression darkened. His reply was cold and sharp. “Wow. You really don’t get out much, do you? It was fine. Nothing to write home about
“You-! Zion’s face flushed, but he shook it off, convinced Jackson was just jealous,
He turned to Janie instead. “What about you, Janie? What do you think?”
[The Jenkins family really can’t stop obsessing over Jackson and Janie, Is this, like, a secret crush or something‘)
[Jackson’s clapback was brutal, but maybe just a little too much.]
[Zion, buddy, Janie doesn’t care, and neither do we. Stop trying so hard.]
David’s eyebrows knitted together as he watched Zion flail.
It was almost tragic. Janie, sharp and effortlessly composed, was stuck sharing DNA with this guy.
He thought, ‘Honestly, how did Zion even exist in the same gene pool? Was it possible Janie had taken all the brains and charisma in the womb, leaving him with… well, whatever this was!”
Janie stayed composed. After a moment, she spoke. “It’s… listenable.”
The room went quiet..
“Listenable? That’s all you have to say?” Zion asked, letting out a laugh that sounded more bitter than amused.
Janie gave him a bored look. To her, Xena’s performance was polished but mechanical, nothing special. She’d seen real masters, true prodigies, and this wasn’t it. Why didn’t Zion satisfied.
Jackson interjected with a sharp tone. “What else do you want? She already said it was decent. Are you expecting a standing ovation?”
To him, Xena’s playing lacked soul, and Janie’s response was far kinder than Zion deserved.
Xena quickly stepped in, tugging at Zion’s sleeve. “It’s okay, Zion. I’ll work harder. I know I’m not good enough yet”
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Chapter 119
Zion shook his head, refusing to let it go. “What are you talking about? You’ve been practicing your whole life. You’re incredible. There’s nothing wrong with your performance!”
Janie still didn’t bother to look at him.
Honestly, she was over it. Sharing a womb with Zion was had enough, but moments like this made her question whether they were even biologically related.
Suppressing a sigh, Janie responded with a faux–sweet smile, “Did I say she wasn’t good? I said it was listenable, didn’t I?”
Her smile turned sharper, “If that’s not enough for you, why don’t you just write me a script? I’ll read it word for word. exactly how you want. Would that make you feel better?”
Zion froze, completely thrown off by her response.
Across the room. David couldn’t hold it in any longer. He let out a loud laugh, breaking the tension.
Molly, who’d been holding back her own laughter, finally lost it and chuckled softly.
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