Her Revenge From Shadow to Sunlight novel Chapter 91

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Alicia paid close attention throughout the entire class, which was taught by Gloria. Gloria kept her eyes on Alicia the whole time, and during the break, she even called on Alicia to answer several questions.

Alicia nailed every single one, and Gloria found herself admiring her more and more.

Gloria didn’t just want Alicia as her apprentice anymore; she even wanted this girl to be her daughter–in–law.

She kept thinking, “Too bad Elliot’s clueless and can’t see what a gem Alicia is. But that’s fine. They’re still young, and there’s no rush. I’ll take my time playing matchmaker‘

After class, Gloria asked Alicia to stay behind. “Alicia, have you thought any more about what we discussed earlier?”

Alicia replied, “I’ve given it some thought, Mrs. Clifford. I really don’t have enough free time to work on those unfinished pieces with you–I’ve got two other courses I need to focus on. So, I’m afraid I won’t be able to become your apprentice.”

Gloria looked a bit disappointed, but soon her smile returned. “Honestly, you don’t have to answer right now. I was just bringing it up casually. Why don’t you think about it a little more?”

Alicia smiled, “I’ve already made up my mind…”

Gloria, worried Alicia would reject her again, cut her off in a hurry. “Alicia, Elliot missed class today–could you lend him your notes?”

Gloria thought to herself, ‘Well, if Alicia won’t be my apprentice, then maybe she could be my daughter–in- law. Either way, I’ll still get to hand down everything I know to her.’

Alicia blinked in surprise at Gloria. “Gloria, honestly, why not just let Elliot take a look at your lesson plan? That’s way more useful than my notes.”

Gloria replied, “That’s not the same at all. And I believe students helping each other out could help them learn better, Alicia.”

Alicia was a bit stunned before clearing her throat lightly. “Alright.”

She pulled out her notes and handed them to Gloria. “Go ahead and give these to him.”

Gloria took them with a cheerful grin. “Coming from Elliot’s mom, thanks a bunch, Alicia.”

Alicia just gave an awkward smile. “Alright, Mrs. Clifford, I’ll head out now–got another class to get to.”

“Sure thing,” Gloria said, nodding with a smile.

Alicia quickly packed up and left. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Gloria was a sly old fox, and she was about to walk right into one of her carefully laid traps.

As Alicia walked off, Gloria absentmindedly flipped open her notebook. The moment she glanced at a page,

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Alicia’s notes were impressively organized, and she’d added her own insights on top of everything covered in class. What impressed Gloria most, though, were the detailed sketches of ancient instruments–each one drawn based on her lectures, so vivid they seemed to leap off the page.

Gloria found herself lingering over every detail, suddenly feeling like these notes were something worth keeping, almost like a collector’s item.

After leaving the classroom, Elliot actually tracked down someone who knew their way around computers and asked them to find out who posted the thread accusing Tiffany of hiring trolls to slander Alicia.

The results shocked him–it wasn’t Alicia at all, but a former grad student who had already finished her degree.

Staring at the results, Elliot muttered to himself, “Wait… could it really have been Tiffany?”

He sat there, puzzled for a while, then shook his head and started convincing himself, ignoring all the evidence online. ‘No way, that couldn’t be Tiffany. She’s always so gentle and caring, especially towards Alicia.

Just the other day, she was worried Alicia might break something in the music room and even offered to pay for it herself if anything happened.

‘With how thoughtful she is, she’d never do something like that. If it wasn’t Alicia, then someone else must be framing her.’

Just as Elliot finished convincing himself, Gloria walked into the music room.

Gloria saw Elliot sitting in front of the laptop, lost in thought. She frowned and asked, “Why didn’t you go to class today?”

Elliot snapped out of it and said, “Just had something to take care of.”

“What was it?” Gloria pressed.

Elliot, obviously bothered, said, “Mom, I’m an adult now–do you really have to interrogate me about every little thing?”

Gloria let out a sigh, giving up any further questions. She handed Elliot Alicia’s notebook. “Here, these are Alicia’s notes. Take a look, if you want.”

Elliot, feeling even more irritated, shoved the notebook right off the desk and onto the floor. “Mom, what is this about? I missed class, big deal. Do I really need notes for just one lesson?

“I already learn way more from you than what’s taught in class. Why do I need someone else’s notes?

“Honestly, you’re making it way too obvious you’re scheming. Like I said, I’m not interested in Alicia—just stop trying to play matchmaker!”

Gloria bent down and picked up the notebook. “I’m only thinking about what’s best for you, you stubborn kid. Don’t come crying to me if you end up regretting missing out.”

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her wish to have Alicia as her apprentice only grew stronger.

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Alicia’s notes were impressively organized, and she’d added her own insights on top of everything covered in class. What impressed Gloria most, though, were the detailed sketches of ancient instruments–each one drawn based on her lectures, so vivid they seemed to leap off the page.

Gloria found herself lingering over every detail, suddenly feeling like these notes were something worth keeping, almost like a collector’s item.

After leaving the classroom, Elliot actually tracked down someone who knew their way around computers and asked them to find out who posted the thread accusing Tiffany of hiring trolls to slander Alicia.

The results shocked him–it wasn’t Alicia at all, but a former grad student who had already finished her degree.

Staring at the results, Elliot muttered to himself, “Wait… could it really have been Tiffany?”

He sat there, puzzled for a while, then shook his head and started convincing himself, ignoring all the evidence online. ‘No way, that couldn’t be Tiffany. She’s always so gentle and caring, especially towards Alicia.

‘Just the other day, she was worried Alicia might break something in the music room and even offered to pay for it herself if anything happened.

‘With how thoughtful she is, she’d never do something like that. If it wasn’t Alicia, then someone else must be framing her.’

Just as Elliot finished convincing himself, Gloria walked into the music room.

Gloria saw Elliot sitting in front of the laptop, lost in thought. She frowned and asked, “Why didn’t you go to class today?”

Elliot snapped out of it and said, “Just had something to take care of.”

“What was it?” Gloria pressed.

Elliot, obviously bothered, said, “Mom, I’m an adult now–do you really have to interrogate me about every little thing?”

Gloria let out a sigh, giving up any further questions. She handed Elliot Alicia’s notebook. “Here, these are Alicia’s notes. Take a look, if you want.”

Elliot, feeling even more irritated, shoved the notebook right off the desk and onto the floor. “Mom, what is this about? I missed class, big deal. Do I really need notes for just one lesson?

“I already learn way more from you than what’s taught in class. Why do I need someone else’s notes?

“Honestly, you’re making it way too obvious you’re scheming. Like I said, I’m not interested in Alicia—just stop trying to play matchmaker!”

Gloria bent down and picked up the notebook. “I’m only thinking about what’s best for you, you stubborn kid. Don’t come crying to me if you end up regretting missing out.”

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“I won’t regret it,” Elliot said, determination in his voice.

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Gloria nodded. “Fine, whatever. I’ll leave the notebook right here–read it, don’t read it, suit yourself. Tomorrow, I’ll return it to her myself.”

Elliot just rolled his eyes at the notebook, totally dismissing it with a snort. ‘Like I’d bother with that, he thought.

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