The audience was already in a frenzy, captivated by Tina’s piano performance. Willow couldn’t utter aplete sentence; she had intended to assert her authority as Mrs. Reed, but all the attention was stolen by Tina.


    Sutcliffe, who had performed with her, stood up with a rare smile, “I never thought I would have the chance to y with you again…” He extended his hand to shake Tina’s, but before he could touch her, Jared Farrell stepped in with a stern expression.


    Jared Farrell’s eyes narrowed slightly, exuding an aura of unapproachability. “Watch your behavior and don’t offend my fiancee,” he said, emphasizing the word “fiancee” heavily. Even the most oblivious person could sense the possessiveness in his tone.


    Hayden Cohen watched this scene unfold and clicked his tongue twice. Mr. Farrell was jealous. Serena was indeed impressive.


    Tina nced at Jared Farrell and calmly exined, “He’s my friend.” Jared Farrell lowered his gaze without responding. He had heard this “friend” exnation before but always felt their rtionship wasn’t that simple.


    Since this was the Reed family’s event, Sutcliffe didn’t want to overstay his wee. Seeing Jared Farrell’s firm stance, he nodded at Tina, “Let’s catch up another time.” With that, he turned and headed backstage, leaving Jared Farrell frowning and pondering the meaning of “catch up.”


    Tina’s impromptu piano performance on stage drew everyone’s attention and shifted focus away from the earliermotion. The banquet continued, and many guests came to talk to her.


    “Miss Reed, I never expected to hear Master Moonshine’s performance in person. Your rendition of ‘Hell and Paradise’ was simply mesmerizing!” one guest eximed. “Here’s my card; I wonder if I could invite you for a drink sometime?”


    Tina declined all invitations. She only wanted to show Willow that if she wanted to be her mother, she needed to measure her abilities first. She had no interest in listening to these people’s ttery.


    “Tina,” Vivienne approached with a ss of champagne just as Tina was getting tired of dealing with them. “Hi, I’m Jared’s cousin, Vivienne.”


    Tina looked up at her with a hint of curiosity in her clear eyes. Was it her imagination? She felt this person seemed familiar as if she had seen her somewhere before.Please check at N/?vel(D)rama.Org.


    “Vivienne,” Tina greeted politely. Vivienne responded warmly, “I’m d you weren’t affected by what happened earlier; otherwise, I would have felt guilty.”


    Tina lowered her gaze, showing no expression on her delicate face. She could handle the earliermotion herself. Vivienne had only provided the recording as a catalyst to leave Liliosa speechless.


    However… It was hard to say how genuine Vivienne’s intentions were with that recording. If she truly wanted to help Tina, she wouldn’t have waited so long before presenting it.


    Tina remainedposed and thanked Vivienne politely, “Thank you for your help earlier.”


    “It was nothing; I happened to overhear their conversation and recorded it just in case it might be useful,” Vivienne replied smoothly.


    Tina’s deep eyes narrowed slightly as she smiled faintly, her expression unreadable. Overheard by chance and recorded out of concern? Ha!


    Suddenly, she realized where she had seen Vivienne before-it was the voice! Vivienne’s voice sounded remarkably simr to the person who had asked her for Crimson Silk.


    Years ago, Sophia had taken on Jared Farrell’s poison for him. Who poisoned him? Jared Farrell never mentioned it; either he hadn’t found out or chose not to reveal it.


    She recalled that since the engagement party, Jared Farrell had announced his recovery from his disability. At that time, many members of the Farrell family were present. So, the person who poisoned Jared Farrell must be someone from the Farrell family.


    Tina looked at Vivienne with newfound emotions in her eyes.


    After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Jared Farrell approached them. Seeing him chatting with Tina, Vivienne smiled and said, “Jared, you’re here? Tina might need some time to adjust to Ashbury; please take care of her. Once I’m done with my work at the studio in a couple of days, I’ll treat both of you to dinner.”


    Jared Farrell nodded in agreement. After excusing herself to meet a friend, Vivienne left.


    Once she was gone, Tina looked at Jared Farrell and suddenly said, “Old fox.”


    Jared Farrell gently pinched her nose and replied with a smile, “If I’m an old fox, then you’re a little fox; we make a perfect pair.”


    Tinaughed but didn’t say anything further. Some things didn’t need to be said aloud; they understood each other perfectly well.


    “Tina!” A handsome young man in casual attire ran over excitedly and clung to Tina’s side.


    He hade to the party solely because of Tina; otherwise, even if Hawk insisted, he wouldn’t have agreed. Now that he finally saw Tina again, he stuck close to her without hesitation.


    Tina raised an eyebrow slightly when she recognized him. “When did you get here?”


    She hadn’t noticed Lysander while dealing with Mack earlier. Although they hadn’t seen each other for a while, she remembered him well since Lysander had once been part of her team-a promising talent she had high hopes for.


    “I’ve been here for a while but didn’t want to disturb you while you were busy,” Lysander replied.


    Mack and Liliosa had plotted against Tina earlier; he wanted to help but saw that Tina had already handled it herself.


    “Alright,” Tina nodded in understanding.


    “Tina,” Lysander called out sweetly again and again. “You have toe back to our team this time and lead us inpetitions again!”


    He hadn’t forgotten their glorious days when they won seven consecutive victories under Tina’s leadership. Unfortunately, after Tina left early on, their team’s performance declined as their members aged and their reflexes slowed down.


    If not for new regtions requiring esports yers to be at least eighteen years old topete professionally, they might have been left behind long ago.


    Tina frowned slightly and said, “We’ll talk about itter.”


    Lysander was talented but needed a good team for guidance. His current teammates were no longer suitable partners for him-they only held him back now.


    However much Lysander valued old friendships and insisted on staying with his team wasn’t surprising-but she didn’t want to lead them anymore herself.


    Seeing Lysander’s eager expression now made it clear that rejecting him outright would only make him cling even more persistently.