The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 459

Of course Stella could see right through Jasper’s little games.

But honestly, Jasper’s attempts to show off didn’t mean much to her at all.

She’d agreed to come tonight for a different reason entirely—she wanted to see what Mr. Walden’s concerts were like. Even if he wasn’t performing himself, a concert organized by him was still well worth studying.

Jasper thought he’d invited her just to make her uncomfortable, maybe even jealous.

Little did he know, she wasn’t even remotely upset. In fact, she almost wanted to thank him.

After all, with her current credentials, she’d have no right to attend such an exclusive event otherwise.

Stella’s gaze lingered on Jasper, studying him with a fresh sense of amusement.

He’d stumbled into doing her a huge favor, entirely by accident.

Jasper caught the strange look on her face—not a hint of anger or resentment, just something he couldn’t quite name. The realization unsettled him.

“What are you staring at, Stella?” he snapped.

She smiled. “Just looking at you, of course.”

Jasper’s skin prickled with unease. “What’s there to look at?”

This woman was trouble, no doubt about it. She was the last person he’d ever trust to behave herself.

He shot her a wary glare.

Stella’s lips curved up in a faint, knowing smile. “Nothing, really. Weren’t you going to take me to see Rachel? If we wait any longer, her performance will be over.”

Jasper glanced at his watch and saw the concert was about to begin.

He dropped the banter and led Stella toward the auditorium.

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By now, the hall was packed.

Even the lights had dimmed, signaling the show was about to start.

Jasper pointed her to a lone empty seat near the very back. “Wait here until Rachel’s finished. Afterward, I’ll bring you to her.”

Stella nodded. “Alright.”

No wonder Jasper had been so eager to brag.

It seemed Rachel’s playing had improved quite a bit lately—perhaps thanks to Mr. Walden’s guidance.

Stella might dislike Rachel, but even she had to admit: if Rachel had caught Mr. Walden’s eye, she must have real talent.

Now, as one of Mr. Walden’s students, Rachel would receive the kind of teaching most musicians could only dream of, and have the chance to learn from peers who were already stars in their own right.

If Rachel put in even a bit of effort, there was no doubt her future would be bright.

The elegant strains of the piano filled the concert hall.

Rachel had always been stunning—easily a nine out of ten in looks. No wonder Haynes still couldn’t get her out of his mind after all these years.

Bathed in the spotlight, Rachel’s carefully made-up face was almost heartbreakingly beautiful.

Her solo ended to a thunderous round of applause.

All around Stella, the audience was singing Rachel’s praises.