Chapter 410
If Sharon’s fluency in Spanish could be attributed to the private tutors Theo had hired-lessons she might have passively absorbed alongside him-then her command of German was far more difficult to explain.
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After all, Theo had only studied French, Spanish, and Mandarin. German wasn’t part of his curriculum.
So where had she learned it?
And it wasn’t just basic conversational German-her grammar and pronunciation were both impeccable.
Even if Carter didn’t want to admit it, he had to concede: no one could speak a foreign language so flawlessly without significant real-world experience using it.
He stared at Sharon, who didn’t spare him even a glance as she continued playing the recording.
It wasn’t until Kelly finally spoke that Carter shifted his attention away. His dark eyes, deep as a still well, flicked toward Kelly with a look that was neither kind nor warm.
Her expression stiffened.
Didn’t Sharon only record the part involving Nate?
Why was her own voice included too?
When the recording ended, silence fell over the room like a heavy curtain.
Everyone wore a different expression, but most of them didn’t look pleased.
Just moments ago, they had been bold enough to accuse Sharon of being petty and overly sensitive.
But now, hearing the full truth laid bare, even they couldn’t help but feel ashamed.
Maestro Warner finally broke the silence. He looked around, gaze sharp.
“Anyone who just spoke ill of Sharon, apologize to her. Right now. Otherwise, you will no longer be welcome at my music exchange events.”
The implication was clear: future opportunities to collaborate with Maestro Warner would be off the table.
No one dared act tough anymore.
The two foreign men who had cornered Sharon were the first to respond. Seeing the shift in atmosphere, they immediately stepped forward.
“Sharon, we sincerely apologize. We only approached you earlier because we found you incredibly beautiful and wanted to exchange contact information.
“As for what followed… we were led astray by others. We acted out of turn. We truly regret our behavior.”
Sharon shot them a cold glance and said nothing.
The way they had looked at her earlier had been filled with sleazy undertones. She’d encountered plenty of men like them before. She knew engaging only encouraged them to cross more lines.
Once those two took the lead, the rest followed suit. Everyone who had spoken against her began lining up to offer apologies.
Sharon stood still, silent and composed, making no effort to appear magnanimous.
She didn’t stop them. She accepted every apology with poise and dignity.
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She wanted them all, including Carter, to understand one thing: She wasn’t some soft target they could squeeze at will. She was no one’s pushover.
Felipe’s deep-set eyes never left her. A faint, approving smile curved at his lips, admiration glinting in his gaze.
Carter noticed the way Felipe looked at Sharon.
His brows drew together unconsciously.
After all, her recording had mentioned his name. Did Felipe not realize she was his wife? The mother of his child?
A strange, irritable pressure welled up in Carter’s chest.
Once the apologies were made, the crowd scattered as quickly as they could, eager to disappear.
They had already lost enough face for one night. No one wanted to linger any longer.
Finally, Sharon turned her gaze to the one person who hadn’t uttered a single word: Nate.
His expression was twisted with resentment and unwillingness. He stood with a stony face, clearly refusing to apologize.
As far as he was concerned, he was just here with Kelly. Whether or not he ever attended another one of these so-called music exchanges didn’t matter.
But Carter could see right through him.
His voice dropped, low and cold. “Nate.”
Nate stiffened, instinctively turning toward him.
Carter’s expression was icy, his gaze dark and oppressive.
Nate’s breath hitched. Just as he was about to speak-

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