Always Been Yours

Chapter 969 It’s All in the Past

Since the class had yet to start, many people began to ask Susan about what had happened today. ”How is Miss Sofia going to punish the culprit?”

”Tessa is doing so well. Why didn’t Miss Sofia arrange for her to perform?”

”I didn’t expect that Tessa would be able to compose music in such a short time. She’s really amazing.”

When Susan heard the name ‘Tessa’ in almost every sentence, she felt anger bubbling in her veins, and she could barely reign in her temper.

Thankfully, she managed to keep in mind that this was the worst possible time to cause a scene and calmly said, ”I’m not sure of Miss Sofia’s decisions. Maybe she thinks Miss Tessa isn’t competent enough to perform yet.”

”My God, that is considered incompetent? Miss Sofia’s standards are really high.”

”Yeah, they are,” Susan agreed and immediately changed the subject.

She did not want to discuss Tessa any longer, fearing that she might not be able to suppress her rage if they kept going.

Lady Fortune was smiling on her that day as it didn’t take long for Hathaway to show up.

Hathaway smiled kindly when she saw Susan and greeted her, ”You’re here.”

as

the class started without

planned to go through the formalities and casually listen in. However, when she found out that what Hathaway taught was very helpful

later, when the class was over, Hathaway called for

envious glances at Susan when they heard

not to see it and followed Hathaway to

concern, ”Is there anything that you didn’t understand during

and you have explained the material very well, so I understood everything,” Susan replied

in

Hathaway was genuine in her praise, Susan felt that she was just being

derisive by Hathaway’s words, she still wore her good student mask

your orchestra on the Internet today. It caused a huge uproar. That Vernon guy is a rather difficult

concern. When she heard those words, she was so outraged that her ironclad control over her emotions

at this time, this woman still cares about that b*tch, Tessa

her palms. The stinging pain kept her sanity in check, lest it was overwhelmed by the boiling rage

one that killed your daughter? Yet, you are still

my student,

and doubt in Susan’s words, and asked again, Is Tessa alright? What is