After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 85

At this moment, a melodious sound suddenly came from the second floor.

Almost everyone looked at the second floor.

It sounded beautiful, which echoed in every corner of the teahouse. Even the laypeople would thought it was amazing!

When Tiffany was about to ask the waitress who played that, someone shouted, "It's Master Keturah! It's Master Keturah playing the harp!"

"I didn't expect to hear Master Keturah playing the harp!"

When the customers heard the words, "Master Keturah”, they were excited.

Tiffany was a pianist, so she could tell how skilled the player was. She couldn't help saying, “Isn't Master Keturah good at playing the piano?" "Miss, I gotta tell you. Master Keturah has only learned playing the piano for a month. She likes playing the harp the most. So, she will come to the teahouse to play the harp when she is free. Otherwise, what do you think makes this teahouse so popular?”

All of clients came here to listen to Master Keturah playing the harp! One month!

Master Keturah only learned playing the piano for one month and she could win the world championship of piano competition!

It shocked Tiffany who had learned to play the piano since little.

She felt it hard to accept the reality. How annoying.

"We have an appointment with Master Keturah," Franklin said coldly. Tiffany looked smug. "Can you take us to the room where Master Keturah is?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

waitress smiled at Franklin, "So you are

the waitress and walked towards the second floor under the envious gaze of

waitress took them

spacious terrace in the room and someone was

out. Franklin listened quietly to the beautiful

hot tea and

teahouse just now, she

She was faintly proud.

being envied by

could always

beautiful sound of the harp continued. Tiffany couldn't sit still. She complained in a low voice, “Franklin, does she make a fool of us? Why hasn't she come out after an hour?" Franklin

feel the music she played was tinged with loneliness, perhaps it was because

the music

slightly. Master

behind the byobu screen, the sound of harp

Keturah, I'm Franklin. Thanks to

door, walked in, and then said

followed the waitress,

terrace. After the waitress

Keturah was ready

room, they saw delicate afternoon tea placed on

a red traditional dress sat quietly with a

them, making them unable to see her face. But they could

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