The group of socialites looked on with amusement, whispering to each other as they observed Wendy''s performance, clearly enjoying the spectacle.


    Serena frowned. It was obvious they were treating Wendy as entertainment, while Wendy seemed to take pleasure in ying the fool.


    It was a mutual arrangement-one was willing to take the hit, and the other was eager to


    throw it.


    Serena shook her head in resignation, not wanting to interfere with Wendy''s matters. She was about to turn back to her conversation with Ruth when the violin music suddenly stopped.


    Wendy put down her violin and red coldly at Serena. "What a coincidence, Serena! You''re the one who taught me how to y the violin. Why the look of disdain now?"


    Serena remained unfazed.


    The people around them began to gossip, and Ruth also nced over with interest.


    Wendy wasn''t backing down. "Serena, you must have gotten so spoiled by the man you''re with that you forgot how to y the violin. Why don''t youe up on stage and show us how much better your skills arepared to mine after all these years?"


    She was like a buzzing fly. It was so irritating.


    Serena turned around with calm indifference. "Do you even think you''re a match for me?" she


    asked, her voice sharp.


    Wendy smirked. "Why not? While you''ve been tangled up with men, I''ve never once stopped ying the violin..."


    Before Wendy could finish, Ruth lost her patience and cut her off, "Just from the piece you yed earlier, it''s clear that you''re not a professional violinist. Stop pretending like you''ve never stopped ying the violin.


    "If you had, you''d be much better than this. Don''t embarrass Serena by iming to be taught. by her. You''re just making her look bad."


    Serena almost burst outughing.


    Ruth was no slouch when it came to verbal sparring.


    Only then did Wendy notice Ruth, the fully disguised woman she had just heard the socialites mocking. Gaining more confidence, she subtly lifted her chin.


    "And what do you know? Do you think you canment on my violin skills like you''re some kind of expert? I''ve performed with the famous pianist, Luna, before!"


    At this, the socialites gasped, and the people around them who have heard of Luna began to


    murmur.


    "Luina? The renowned producer from the international orchestra?"


    "She''s not just a producer but also a renowned nist. She won numerous awards just at couple of years ago, and now she''s touring. Her tickets are impossible to get!" another remarked.


    Serena and Ruth exchanged a nce, both unable to contain theirughter.


    Wendy''s face flushed with embarrassment.


    "What''s so funny?" she snapped.


    Ruth smiled helplessly. "Luna doesn''t even know who you are. Stop pretending to be close to her."


    Serenaughed, her eyes filling with tears from the amusement.


    Ruth''s stage name was Luna, and she was sitting right in front of Wendy.


    Wendy should have recognized Ruth''s voice and appearance if she had worked with her.


    The two of themughed freely, while Wendy''s insides twisted with frustration. She hadn''t expected to be humiliated again by Serena.


    Thankfully, she had already texted Zach, and he would be there soon.


    Wendy quickly asked, "You''re just bitter because you can''t have something you want, I''ve worked with Luna before, but you haven''t, have you?


    huh?


    "Why don''t you take a look at yourself before you criticize my skills? Serena, it''s one thing if you''re too embarrassed to show your skills, but why are you hanging around with someone like her?"


    Serena''s expression shifted slightly. She could ignore these words directed to herself, but what she couldn''t stand was when someone insulted her friends.


    Seeing Serena''s expression change, Wendy smiled and gripped her violin tightly. Zach would be here soon. She would make sure he saw Serena''s true nature.