Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband - Chapter 1526: 1526: You... have no feelings for Brother Luke?

Chapter 1526: Chapter 1526: You… have no feelings for Brother Luke?

It was indeed true that in their childhood, among the three siblings of the Stuart Family, the daughter was closer to the eldest, Fenton Stuart. This was an undoubted fact.

However, Camila Walker still felt that something was amiss. Childhood was one thing, but now that the children had grown up, things inevitably might…

Camila Walker looked up at her daughter with a tender face shadowed by a flicker of doubt, “Is it really just this? You… haven’t developed feelings for your Brother Luke, have you?”

Her tentative question made Belinda Howard pause, unsure how to answer.

Her mother’s suspicion left her at a loss, as Belinda, who had never been good at lying, felt even more flustered at this moment.

“Alright, alright, I won’t ask anymore. You better hurry, or you’ll be late for the competition!” Seeing her daughter’s discomfort, Camila Walker suddenly smiled and urged her out the door.

She had always known how sensitive her daughter was, seeing her troubled expression, she didn’t want to press further.

Some things, it was better knowing them in her heart.

If it was Anthony Chambers, whom Belinda mentioned last time as the person she liked, she wouldn’t worry much.

She had always been fond of the three Stuart children and knew they would never hurt her daughter. After all, their affections for each other had always been strong since childhood, and the three siblings also cherished her daughter dearly.

However, if they really did mutually like each other, she wondered what Baron Stuart and Emily Walker would think; whether they would feel their daughter was not good enough for their son?

Forget it, let’s not think about that now; what’s paramount is her daughter’s competition!

“Okay, Mom, I’m heading out now!” After grabbing her violin and greeting her mother, Belinda Howard prepared to leave home.

“Be careful on your way,” Camila Walker said, her face full of affection as she watched her daughter.

Half an hour later, Belinda Howard arrived at the venue, where the three Stuart siblings and Audrey Jenkins had already been waiting in the audience seating.

Backstage, Belinda Howard took several deep breaths. With only ten minutes left until her turn, she began to feel nervous.

Although she had participated in countless competitions before, this time was different—it was an international competition.

Just then, her cell phone in her bag suddenly rang. She walked over to the dressing table, took out her phone from her bag, and saw that it was Fenton Stuart calling.

Seeing that familiar name, the corners of Belinda Howard’s lips couldn’t help but curl up into a pleasing curve.

“Hello?”

Th𝕀𝐬 𝘤h𝙖pţ𝖾r ɩʂ p𝙤ѕƚɛ∂ bყ 𝒌ı𝕥℮ηⲟ𝓋ꬲ𝓁

“Are you very nervous?” Fenton Stuart’s slightly deep voice came from the other end of the phone, gentle yet tender, warming Belinda’s heart and immediately alleviating half of her nervousness.

She nodded honestly, indeed feeling a bit nervous, “Yeah.”

“You’ve got this, believe in yourself.” At this moment, the encouragement from Fenton Stuart seemed to be all he could offer her.

For Belinda Howard, his call had already given her all the courage she needed, there couldn’t be a better encouragement than this.

“Okay!”

After hanging up the phone, Belinda Howard took several more deep breaths, finally stepped out of the backstage and walked onto the stage bathed in light.

She wore a white knee-length dress, her soft, slightly curled long hair cascading down her back, catching the attention of many spectators as she made her entrance.

This stage was even larger than any she had competed on before. Gazing at the audience from all over the world, she once again felt a wave of nervousness, clearly feeling the sweat beginning to form in her palms.