?<strong>Chapter 930:</strong>


    Fiona was confident she could do anything Elyse could. A lump formed in her throat, and tears began to fall. She quickly wiped them away, determined not to let her distress show.


    Upon arriving at the park, Elyse picked a spot and suggested, “This ce looks good. Shall we start thepetition here?”


    Fiona looked around with little interest and nodded without emotion. “If you think it’s suitable, I have no objections.”


    Elyse responded with a nod, opened her violin case, and began tuning her instrument. Once ready, she noticed Fiona had yet to prepare. With a frown, she inquired, “Why aren’t you tuning your violin? Have you been practicingtely?”


    Snapped back to the present, Fiona realized both Jayden and Elyse were observing her. She quickly opened her violin case and retorted, “I don’t need your reminders. I know what I’m doing.”


    Noticing Fiona’s distracted demeanor, Elyse sighed, wondering if Fiona was truly serious aboutpeting with her.


    Fiona opened the case and began tuning her violin. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t yed in a while or because the weather was simply too cold, but after a few light plucks, a string suddenly snapped.


    Noticing this, Elyse pulled out a new string from her own case. “How long has it been since youst yed? Here’s a new string; go ahead and use it.”


    Fiona didn’t move. She remained bent over her violin, saying nothing.


    Elyse presumed that Fiona’sck of response was due to her ego. She sighed and tried to encourage her. “You wanted topete with me, right? You’ll need a new string to do that.”


    Fiona finally nced over at Elyse before shifting her gaze to Jayden, who was smoking not too far away. He was idly scrolling through his phone, blowing puffs of smoke. Sensing eyes on him, he looked up and met Elyse’s stare. “What are you looking at me for? I don’t know anything about music.”


    Elyse sighed again and pointed at Fiona. “She stared at you first.”


    Jayden turned his attention to Fiona, whose face was filled with grievance. She seemed deeply hurt for some reason.


    Suddenly, Fiona raised her hand, reaching out to him. “My finger got injured. The string cut me when it snapped.”


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    Jayden’s brows furrowed slightly, and he looked like he wanted to say something.


    Fiona’s expression turned expectant, waiting for him to express his concern for her, just as he had for Elyse earlier.


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