Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 503

Chapter 503

Abby looked at her father with a flicker of surprise in her gaze.

“You want to adopt Sharon as your foster daughter?”

Kenneth nodded. “She and John grew up together and share a sibling-like bond. The Westin family has very few heirs. Taking in a foster daughter is hardly an issue.”

When Sharon was brought back into the Kalen family, she had still been in school and had never appeared in any public setting. Aside from those very close to the Kalen family, few had actually seen her in person. Most people simply assumed she was just an ordinary girl.

Although Abby and Victoria were on good terms, Abby had been studying abroad during that period. And Victoria, always guarded, had never once mentioned Sharon to her. And, of course, Victoria had no intention of letting others know she was an illegitimate daughter.

Abby scoffed. “You’re just worried John might want to marry Sharon, so you’re adopting her to cut off that possibility, aren’t you?”

Kenneth didn’t deny it. “Sharon is Carter’s ex-wife, and she has a child. That makes her unsuitable to become the future lady of the Westin family.”

Marriage between social equals was a tradition rooted in centuries of custom. When he was younger, Kenneth had believed that love could conquer all. But reality had taught him otherwise: marriages between families of equal standing were far more likely to endure.

Though his split with John’s mother had partly resulted from familial interference, the deeper issue had been incompatibility in daily life. Their separation had been civil.

Kenneth didn’t look down on Sharon. But as a divorced woman with a modest education, her limited perspective and life experience would inevitably restrict her.

After a pause, he added, “She may not be young, but learning has no age limit. Once she officially becomes part of our family, we’ll send her back to school for further studies. Becoming a well-rounded, cultured heiress will benefit her, especially if she considers remarriage in the future.”

He spoke with genuine consideration. He wasn’t thinking about status or image, but about giving Sharon a better future.

Abby was speechless. Sharon hadn’t even agreed to be adopted yet, and her father was already planning her entire path forward.

Internally, she rolled her eyes but didn’t voice her complaints this time.

In fact, her father’s proposal suddenly sparked an idea.

Right… If Sharon became her non-blood-related “sister,” then her father would stop hovering over her every day, constantly nagging her to study.

Abby was a hedonist at heart. She had no love for academics, but her father had always been obsessed with education.

Back when her brother was still around, he had shouldered that pressure. But ever since John left, their father had turned all his expectations toward her.

Unfortunately, she was hopeless when it came to ambition. She had no lofty dreams or hunger for success. As long as she could enjoy a life of luxury and never run out of spending money, she didn’t even care about company shares.

She was born lazy, and she embraced it.

Now, she was more eager than ever for Sharon to officially join their family. She silently vowed to cultivate a good relationship

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with Sharon.

Later, Sharon performed again. This time, in an ensemble with John, Matty, and Casey.

The crowd was already buzzing with excitement, and their next piece brought an even bigger wave of applause.

An elderly woman with silver hair leaned toward the person beside her and asked, “What’s the name of that girl playing the violin? She’s lovely and so talented. My granddaughter is thinking of learning an instrument. I think the violin would be perfect. I’d like to hire her as my granddaughter’s violin teacher.”

Another guest chimed in with a chuckle, “Well, look at you! Gone for years, and you come back with actual musical taste. Who knew?”

Beside Uriah, Maestro Warner’s eyebrows lifted in quiet astonishment.

Sharon’s performance was far beyond what one would expect from someone who hadn’t touched a violin in five years.

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