Always Been Yours

Chapter 962 What Richelle Did

Despite what she said, she still couldn’t help but overthink the matter as her mind came up with several possibilities. Did Richelle do something like this because she resents me?

Little did she know that she had hit the bullseye for a part of it—Richelle really did despise her that much. However, as Sofia was too strict, she didn’t dare to do anything until an evening a few days ago.

In the vast training room of Group Six, Richelle was the only one left still practicing. She had been practicing until late evening before she started packing her things away, and Susan appeared then.

”Richelle,” she called, stopping Richelle before walking over to her.

Richelle’s eyes flashed with befuddlement when she saw Susan since they weren’t close, but she still stopped in her tracks and asked, ”What’s up?”

”Nothing. I just noticed that you’re still around, so I thought to have a little chat with you.” A scheming look flickered briefly in Susan’s eyes as she chuckled softly. ”Frankly, I think there’s no need for you to practice so hard now. Miss Sofia has already accepted Tessa as her apprentice, and she probably won’t accept anyone else for now.”

Richelle scowled when she heard Susan’s disparaging remark. One could say that Susan had stepped on Richelle’s minefield when she said all those things.

snapped angrily, ”What’s it got to do

You’ve been in the band for a few years, and everyone knows you want to be Miss Sofia’s student. Just when you thought that your dream was about to be realized, someone snatched it away from you just like that. Honestly, I applaud your

how Richelle was now clearly foaming at the mouth to rip her head off,

exactly are you trying to say?” Richelle balled her fists in outrage as she shot daggers with slightly

hate Tessa. However, if you would

was taken aback as she blurted, ”Why would you

that she would love to see Tessa disappear from her life, nothing in life was free. So it was only

saying mysteriously, ”Just think of me as doing a good deed. Or maybe, you

as she anticipated, Richelle’s somewhat agitated voice echoed from behind her. ”How are you planning to teach

that painted

emotions. She merely took out the sheet music which she had stolen from her handbag and passed

a puzzled look. ”What’s

didn’t reach her eyes as she hinted, ”I think Tessa dropped this by accident, and it seems very important to

didn’t finish her sentence,