"Why don't we have a competition? Whoever's design drafts satisfy both my husband and me within the set deadline, will be selected..."
Mrs. Preston suggested, not wanting to offend Mrs. Sterling, and trusting Mindy's taste.
"Alright." Before Mrs. Preston could finish, Mrs. Sterling smiled and agreed. She turned to look at the piano beside her, speaking slowly, "Let's have a piano contest instead."
"See whose performance pleases everyone's ears."
"This isn't about choosing a pianist."
Mindy objected, supporting Mrs. Preston's suggestion.
Serena was her favored student, and Felicity had studied with her for many years. Both relied on their skills to speak for themselves, which was convincing.
Mrs. Sterling didn't respond to Mindy. She lowered her head to look at Serena, her smile deepening, "Playing the piano relies on fingers, doesn't require the feet."
The hidden insult in this sentence was recognized by everyone.
"Sister-in-law!"
Mindy called out displeased.
