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    Although her body trembled, Rosanna forced her hands to hover steadily above the keys.


    “Let us wee Mrs. Nelson, who will present a special performance tonight,” Raegan said, stepping forward with a poised smile.


    At that very moment, Axell and Austen appeared, moving through the crowd until they stood in in view at the front. The atmosphere shifted instantly, and the chatter died down under the weight of their presence.


    “I don’t appreciate hearing rumors about my sister-inw,” Austen said in a quiet but firm tone to the crowd. “This time I’ll ignore it, but the next time… you’ll learn that gossipes with a price.”


    By his side, Axell raised his voice toward Rosanna. “Make sure you y properly. Don’t bring shame on me.”<fncb3a> Readplete version only at f?ndnovel</fncb3a>


    Reactions rippled through the guests, their faces showing unease and surprise. Everyone knew Rosanna’s ce with Axell came from the night she spent with him.


    Now, with Austen standing in her corner as well, the situation was unlike anything they had ever seen.


    For the first time that evening, Rosanna’s nerves began to settle. Her gaze drifted toward the Nelson brothers, and emotions tangled within her chest.


    She might have secured her role through painfulpromise, but atst she carried the name Mrs. Nelson.


    Her fingers pressed against the piano, gliding swiftly across ck and white like a delicate dance.


    Momentster, the music came to an end.


    A heavy silence lingered in the banquet hall as the guests remained captivated by the spell of her performance.


    Then Kiley began to p, and the entire room soon followed with thunderous apuse.


    “Mrs. Nelson, that performance was absolutely breathtaking!”


    “Rosanna has exceeded every whisper of her artistic brilliance. Tonight proved that witnessing her talent firsthand surpasses any reputation.”


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    “Online critics insist her skills pale beside Maia’s prowess, yet I find myself questioning their harsh judgment.”


    The gathered guests discovered newfound reverence for Rosanna—not merely because the Cooper family had embraced her with such obvious warmth, but because she now bore the distinguished title of Mrs. Nelson. No one would underestimate the hostess of any prominent family, especially the Nelsons—Axell’s wife.


    Rosanna rose gracefully from her seat, acknowledging the thunderous apuse with a dignified nod.


    Raegan materialized beside her, voice cutting through the lingering ovation. “Exquisitely executed. Follow me—I’ll introduce you to Ms. Cooper.”


    Witnessing this exchange, several attendees began calcting whether cultivating favor with the Morgan family might prove advantageous.


    The Morgan residence sprawled in quiet elegance. Richard had settledfortably into his favorite armchair, a newspaper spread across hisp, when his phone erupted with an unexpected chime.


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