Chapter 117 Fabricating Lies

Seeing how calm and composed Sierra was when talking about her breakup, Cayden finally overcame the unease that had crept into his chest. His expression softened, and he encouraged her sincerely, "I understand, and I truly believe that you'll do well in the Marisol Cup." "Thank you, Cayden," she responded with a polite smile. "I'll continue practicing now." He hesitated for a brief moment before saying, "I don't have anything scheduled this morning. If you don't mind, I can stay and listen—maybe give you some feedback." Sierra's eyes brightened with excitement. Cayden was already a well-recognized pianist and one of Jemima's most accomplished students. Back when they competed together, they worked seamlessly as a duo, and she had always admired his talent. Just earlier, she had considered asking for his guidance, but she didn't want to trouble him and had hesitated to bring it up. Now, hearing him offer on his own, she was overjoyed. She nodded. "Of course, I don't mind. I just