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.

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they followed the waitress and walked towards the second floor under

them

spacious terrace in the room and someone

quietly to the beautiful sound of the harp, with his slender fingers tapping on the

was blowing hot tea and looking

just now, she noticed

She was faintly proud.

especially enjoyed being

could always be

time went by, the melodious, 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

tinged with loneliness, perhaps it was because no

music style

slightly. Master Keturah was really

the byobu screen, the sound of harp

I'm Franklin. Thanks to

the door, walked in, and then said respectfully to Franklin, "Mr. Maskelyne,

Franklin and Tiffany followed the waitress, bypassed the screen

curtain at the door of the spacious terrace. After the waitress lifted

this time, Master Keturah was ready to receive them in another

waitress pushed the door of another room, they

in a red traditional dress sat quietly with a harp in her arms on

making them unable to see her face. But

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