Chapter 133 Catelyn was pinching hard on the stem of the wine glass. She? Sing for everyone? In fact,
everyone in the Clark family knew that she was a very bad singer and would go off-key most of the time.
Maia obviously wanted to make a fool out of her in front of everyone! Catelyn froze in her spot for a long
while. There were gazes from all directions, and people started to murmur. “Oh my God, where does she
think she is? What a shameless person.” “I heard that she is really bad at singing. We will have a good
laugh out of it.”
“Why is she not up on the stage?” “The lights were already dimmed for her. She should not waste other
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpeople’s time…” The hostess heard the murmurs too and grinned again. “Ms. Catelyn, the audio system
is ready. Please do not feel nervous, and you may come on to the stage now…”
“Catelyn Clark is the daughter of Ezekiel Clark, the murderer?”
“I heard that when Ezekiel was caught, the Mason family canceled the marriage right away. She is quite
pretty. No wonder she could still pair up with the Atherton guy tonight to attend the dinner…”
“Look at her waist. It’s so tiny!”
Maia smiled in satisfaction. Catelyn had already made a fool out of her, no matter whether she went on
stage or not.
Plus, she doubted Cedrick and Edwin would still be by her side when she became the hottest topic for
gossip in town.
Catelyn knew she could not hide anymore and knew that she would definitely be an embarrassment no
matter what. She took a deep breath, placed her wine glass down on the table, lifted her gown, and went
on stage. She stepped on the steps covered in red carpet and strode across to the center of the stage.
The atmosphere was not scary, and Catelyn’s heart was racing. She almost tripped on her own dress,
and luckily the hostess reached out to hold her. She even said something to relieve the awkward
atmosphere. “Ms. Clark must be just nervous. Who wouldn’t, right?” Then, the hall fell silent, and Catelyn
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcould only hear her own uneven breathing.
Four years ago, she would frequently step on this stage.
Four years later, she felt extremely strange to be up here again. She took over the mic from the hostess
and smiled. “Sorry to have kept everyone waiting. In fact, I might have drunk a little too much tonight and
am feeling a sore throat coming. I’m afraid I could not sing for everyone tonight…”
“What? She is playing us.” “She knew she had to sing but still drank so much.” The crowd was noisy
again. Everyone was murmuring something, and some were teasing, and some were mocking. Catelyn
figured she would be attacked. Her gaze fell upon Cedrick, who was sitting in the corner. He was still
expressionless as usual and casually leaning against the sofa, his gaze locked on herself.
Catelyn felt her cheek warming and broke her gaze away.
Cedrick suddenly knocked on the table with his knuckles and said in his deep voice, “Are you guys
done?” His voice was not loud, but everyone fell silent hearing it.