Chapter 744

The mother and daughter pair never expected an outcome like this.

Penelope’s face was flushed red from the humiliation, and her fingers gripped her sleeves tightly. She wished she could’ve hidden her face then.

Mary was embarrassed too.

The more ashamed she was, the more she grew jealous of Ashlyn. Why is Ashlyn on the receiving end of everything good?

Why do Penelope and I have to work so hard to even get some recognition from the Court’s Mansion while Ashlyn becomes the heir of the president of the Piano Association just like that?

I schemed and plotted for my daughter’s sake, but even Ryan the Piano Prince couldn’t be compared to Ashlyn in the end?

Mary was going crazy.

Lucas sat at the very front, watching the debacle with disdain.

Well, I guess Mr. Powell does indeed have a good taste to choose Ashlyn as his heir.

With a glance at Ashlyn, he finally understood why his main personality loved her so deeply.

Netizen watching the competition via the broadcasting platform was stunned at the turn of events.

They began to share the news on Twitter.

“Oh my gosh! Ashlyn is Mr. Powell’s heir!”

“It’s unbelievable that H Nation could have such an amazing heir.”

“Say, didn’t Penelope say her uncle will be the heir?”

“Even though her uncle is handsome, I still like Ashlyn more.”

“She’s so awesome!”

The audience at the scene was staring at the stage with wide eyes.

Hera was still stunned. President… Ashley is going to be the future president?

At that moment, she felt the gap between her and Ashlyn had turned into a gulf.

She felt like a clown still rooted in place while Ashlyn was already someone others looked to for inspiration.

Olivia wrapped her arms around Charlotte excitedly. “That’s great! My idol will become the president’s heir!”

Charlotte pushed her away shyly. “Don’t hug me so tightly.”

Her chest was feeling stuffy from the woman’s steely grip.

The rejection was like a bucket of cold water dumped over Olivia’s head. Quickly snapping out of her joy, she spoke in an awkward yet arrogant tone. “Hmmph! Do you think I wanted to hug you? You’re skinny as a bean pole.”

Fae reached for James’ hand excitedly. “Ashlyn is always giving us surprises.”

James patted her hand gently. “Well, she deserves it.”

He added after a brief silence, “Lottie deserves everything too.”

These two has always made us worry.

With tears swimming in Fae’s eyes, she nodded. “Yeah.”

Twitter was in an uproar. The tweets about the piano competition began trending one after another.

There were so many tweets that netizens didn’t even know where to start reading to get the full story.

After the competition ended, Ashlyn left her seat on the judging committee and followed the others out.

Right outside was the theater’s hall.

She noticed everyone was waiting for her there. Lucas, Joseph, Charlotte, Olivia, Fae, James, Jared, Jonathan, Harrison, Anderson, Luigi, and the rest of the subordinates.

All of them were there.

Ashlyn was taken aback briefly by the turnout and walked up to them when she felt a gust of wind coming toward her back.

Feeling the danger, she dodged the attack in one agile movement.

As a result, Mary tripped and fell to the ground.

“Argh! It hurts! Ashlyn, why did you push me?”

She knelt on the floor and looked up at Ashlyn with a wronged and resigned expression. “Even though your father is in jail right now, I’m still your stepmother. You still need to address me respectfully as your elder even if we’re strangers. I know you hate me, but that’s not a reason for you to push me intentionally.”

Penelope glared at Ashlyn with wide eyes. “Ashlyn, how could you treat my mom so harshly? We haven’t met in so long. Do you truly feel nothing for my mom and me?”

Ashlyn felt her temper spiked at the mother and daughter antics.

Ugh, why did I have to bump into the shameless mother-and-daughter duo? Didn’t the rumors say they had already departed for Maredania? Shouldn’t they have just stayed obediently overseas? Why did they have to return and disgust others? First, Penelope accused me of stealing her necklace. And now, Mary’s accusing me of pushing her?