My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 669

Elizabeth Wilson slid the folder across the desk to Emily Blair, speaking as she did.

Flipping through the papers, Emily gave them a quick glance before lowering her head to sign her name.

“He’s not planning to visit today, is he?”

Leaning against the edge of the table, Elizabeth shrugged. “So, what should we do? Drag him there ourselves?”

Emily let out a soft laugh. “Come on, this isn’t some crime drama. Kidnapping? That sounds a bit too sinister for a civilized society, don’t you think?”

Elizabeth grinned, catching the joke herself. “Well, then what are we supposed to do?”

Emily finished signing, handed the folder back, and replied, “Alex White will go. Just not today.”

Elizabeth straightened up, suddenly attentive. “What makes you say that?”

Emily paused, considering. “It’s just a feeling.”

“Otherwise, why do you think Alex came with me to the hospital today? It can’t just be curiosity,” she said.

Elizabeth nodded in agreement. “You’ve got a point. Still, if he finds out you’re just using him to get back at Isabella Austin, he’ll be furious.”

Emily just chuckled. “So what? It’s only fair—an eye for an eye. I remember exactly what he and Isabella did before.”

She added, almost arrogantly, “Even if I’m using him, he should count himself lucky.”

Elizabeth couldn’t help but admire her, giving her a thumbs up.

“Oh, by the way,” Elizabeth remembered, “the piano competition semifinals are the day after tomorrow. Are you still going?”

Emily watched her for a moment before lowering her gaze to reply to some messages on her phone.

Between answering work emails, she became aware of someone watching her. She looked up, just in time to catch Isabella glancing back at her.

Emily smiled. Isabella’s expression froze for a split second. Then, like a proud peacock, she lifted her chin and turned away.

Emily stifled a laugh and went back to her phone.

With fewer contestants this round, everything moved much faster than in the preliminaries. In just two hours, the performances were over, and everyone waited for the judges’ scores and the results.

Emily hadn’t expected Isabella’s performance to be so lackluster this time. The piece was smooth enough, but it lacked any real spark.

Overall, Isabella’s playing had lost much of the brilliance she’d shown in the first round.