Chapter 275

Chapter 275:

Andrew didn’t even glance Courtney’s way and kept talking to others. This caused those around to give Courtney meaningful looks. Her cheeks turned red. She bit her lip, thinking Andrew hadn’t heard her. “Mr. Klein, may I offer a toast to you?” But Andrew continued to ignore her.

Some laughter from behind made Courtney incredibly embarrassed. She sensed someone was mocking her. Feeling wronged, she moved closer to Andrew and said, “Mr. Klein, there are some misunderstandings between us; I’m really innocent. If Madisyn hadn’t hurt me first, I wouldn’t have acted that way.”

Courtney started to feel sorry for herself and began to sob.

“Are you an idiot?” Andrew finally spoke, but his words were harsh, and his gaze was filled with disgust. “Why would you come to your cousin’s boyfriend and speak ill of her?” Andrew’s mocking tone nearly crushed Courtney.

She had thought Andrew was simply uninterested in her, but she hadn’t anticipated such cruel words from him. This shifted the crowd’s gaze to even more scornful looks.

Just as Courtney felt she might collapse, Tatiana stepped in and said, “Andrew, she just wanted to explain to you personally. Please, don’t misunderstand her intentions.”

Andrew showed no interest in continuing the conversation. After Tatiana and Courtney walked away, Courtney still felt the sting of mockery from those around her. Unable to hold back, she burst into tears.

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Tatiana tried to console her, saying, “Don’t be upset. This is just how Andrew is. He doesn’t care about anyone’s feelings, and you were a bit rash just now.”

Courtney bit her lip and remained silent. She believed she was a better woman than Madisyn. Why did Andrew detest her so much? It must be Madisyn’s doing. She glared at Madisyn and suddenly approached her.

“Madisyn, are you happy now?”

Madisyn was eating her steak when someone suddenly blocked her view. Looking up, she saw Courtney and said, “Please, no drama.”

Courtney replied bitterly, “Madisyn, have you been talking about me behind my back to Andrew? Why else would he despise me so much?”

“You’ve earned his disdain,” Madisyn responded flatly.

Courtney was so furious that she felt a headache. “Do you really think you’re more suited to be with Andrew than I am? I suggest you break up with him. I’m the only one who should marry him.”

Madisyn gave Courtney a thorough look. She hadn’t expected that Courtney, who once feigned innocence and elegance, would so openly reveal her true, greedy intentions.

“You?” Madisyn looked at her skeptically and said, “And you think you’re worthy?”

“I excel in every way! What about you?” Courtney’s voice grew louder. “I’m more attractive and more intelligent than you. I won’t embarrass myself like you do…”

Madisyn stood and moved closer, saying, “Isn’t that enough?”

“You! Those things don’t matter.” Courtney clenched her teeth.

“Courtney, Madisyn.” Tatiana’s voice broke in as she approached with a smile, saying, “There you both are. The organizers have brought in a piano. Who wants to play a piece?”

Courtney’s eyes sparkled. “My cousin! Madisyn. She’s immensely talented, beautiful, and artistically gifted. Everyone knows she’s now Hutton’s student, right? She’s skilled in so many things!”

Tatiana gasped, covering her mouth. “Really? Madisyn, you’re incredible!”

Madisyn crossed her arms and watched them intently.

Courtney continued, “Yes, Madisyn. Please, play for us!”

Their exchange caught the attention of everyone around them. They all thought Madisyn must have been exceptional to earn the guidance from Hutton. Besides, everyone knew she was with Andrew.

“It would be an honor to hear Miss Johns play a piece. It will surely make my day brighter,” someone said.

“Miss Johns, no need to be shy. Go ahead.” Everyone gathered around Madisyn.

Courtney’s mood lifted, and her spirits brightened as she watched Madisyn. Madisyn was skilled in painting and assessing antiques. It seemed unlikely she knew how to play the piano. Besides, her fingers were slender and fine, not the robust type usually seen in pianists, who often have well-worn joints from frequent practice.

“If you don’t want to play, then don’t,” Andrew said as he came over and put his arm around Madisyn.

Many looked at them with envy. Previously, Andrew had shown little interest in women! Who would have guessed he would change so much?

“Thanks to Miss Johns, we get to see a softer side of Mr. Klein,” someone quipped, laughing. “Mr. Klein is right. If Miss Johns feels like playing, she will. If not, then let it be. I’m sure there’ll be another opportunity to hear her play a piece.”

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