Chapter 247

Simon couldn't hear Louis' furious shouting on the other end of the line. His fists clenched, his entire body trembling uncontrollably. In that instant, Janice's past words came flooding back—each one sharper and clearer than ever. "Do you really think you've been supporting me all these years? What if I became famous one day? In your eyes, I'll never be good enough. You tore me down in every competition… You misjudged me because you never truly knew me." Now, every word landed like a slap. It was hot, stinging, and laced with bitter regret. But if she was so skilled, why had she kept it from him? If she had just told him the truth, he would have valued her so much more. Why had she hidden it? Simon bent down and picked up his now-silent phone. Without hesitation, he turned back toward the hotel. He needed answers. Frustration, resentment, and disbelief roiled inside him like a storm, making his head throb under the weight of it all. Now, every passing second felt excruciating.