Chapter 236

Maestro Fredette admitted frankly, "The skill gap is obvious. Victoria is clearly outmatched."

For two years, he had practiced that piece behind closed doors. Yet he could never capture the emotion Vivian played with.

Time had diluted his obsession. He had long since let it go.

Vivian's lips curved slightly. "Perfect timing. Your disciple made a bet with me. The loser has to French kiss a toad, and the video gets posted online. You're in for a treat."

Maestro Fredette: "..."

He'd rather miss such an embarrassing spectacle.

Victoria Roscente finally remembered the wager. Her face turned deathly pale.

French kissing a toad? The mere thought made her nauseous.

What should she do?

Nearby, Ethan Roscente watched Vivian shimmering under the crystal chandelier. A flash of admiration crossed his eyes.

She always delivered unexpected surprises.

Just how many more secrets did this woman hold?

"I...I haven't lost yet!" Victoria made a last-ditch effort.

Though Vivian had outperformed her teacher, the judges hadn't announced the results.

Vivian smiled coolly. "Judges, it's time to declare the winner."

The judges sighed. "Victoria, this lady's skill speaks for itself. We declare her the winner."

"Admit defeat," Vivian said calmly. "Any more excuses would just make you a sore loser."

Victoria's face turned ashen as she glared venomously at Vivian.

This woman had humiliated her beyond measure!

"There aren't any toads here!" Victoria grasped at her final straw.

Vivian had anticipated this. "I had some delivered. Thoughtful of me, wasn't it?"

As she hung up, a waiter arrived with a crate of toads.

The crowd recoiled, especially the troublemaking woman who wished she could vanish.

Thank goodness they hadn't crossed Vivian, or else...

"Plenty of varieties to choose from," Vivian said cheerfully.

The toads' bumpy skin, bulging eyes, and foul stench were revolting.

The sight alone turned stomachs, let alone the thought of kissing one.