Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1692

"No problem," Lincoln agreed readily.

Later, Steven chose the piano while Lincoln picked a flute.

The musicians of the band were invited to the front of the stage to be the judges. Ten minutes later, the two kids began to perform simultaneously.

Steven played the piano in a melodious and harmonious way, which was captivating.

The sound of Lincoln's flute was gentle and seamless as it complemented the piano sound and created a perfect harmony between the two instruments.

Both of them performed passionately in their own musical worlds, making it hard to determine who was superior.

Among the crowd on the right side of the stage, Taylor looked with great interest at Lincoln, who stood out. He swirled the red wine in his hand and said, "That brat actually can play music. He really hides it well."

"Yes, the two children are familiar with their own instruments. I guess it will be a tie," Sherry echoed.

"If that person were here to make it a bit more challenging for them, it would be easier to determine the winner," Taylor said with a smile.

"Who?" Sherry asked.

Taylor was momentarily stunned, a fleeting dazed look passing through his eyes before disappearing quickly. "No, I was just talking nonsense. I saw a friend, so please excuse me while I go over to greet him."

With that, he left Sherry behind and walked off on his own. After making sure that Sherry didn't follow him, he set down the wine glass and squeezed into the crowd to look for Sienna.

"Hello there." Taylor walked over to pick her up and ran away. "Ms. Kaylee, let me borrow Sienna for a while."

Helen was dumbfounded after hearing what he had said. Could Sienna be borrowed?

Before she could react, Taylor and Sienna had disappeared into the crowd. She had no chance to stop them either.

Taylor carried Sienna in his arms and ran all the way to the parking area. He found the vuvuzela that Abigail had left in his car and shoved it into Sienna's hands. "Nana, do you know what this is?"

"I know." Sienna nodded excitedly. "It's a vuvuzela Aunt Abigail used before. Uncle Taylor, have you kissed Aunt Abigail?"

"What? Don't say nonsense!" Taylor was badly taken aback. Kids nowadays had the most random thoughts—what did a vuvuzela have to do with kissing?