After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 606

The elderly man was nearing the end of his life, and his body had shown signs of aging. Life, death, sickness were natural laws that no one could stop.

She frowned slightly and felt something wrong with Ramiro's lung. However, without a detailed examination, she couldn't easily come to a conclusion.

Then she heard Mr. Cantrell's voice, "Anyone can have this zither as long as they are destined for it."

As he spoke, he coughed violently twice.

Franklin looked displeasedly at Isla when Ramiro spoke up like that. But since Ramiro had spoken up, he couldn't say anything else.

He just looked coldly at Ramiro and said, "Mr. Cantrell, I think this piano is very suitable for my wife. How did you determine who is destined for it?"

Ramiro turned pale because of his violent coughing fit; he looked very weak indeed.

Standing behind him was a young man who gently patted him on the back and spoke on his behalf, "My master said that this zither has spirituality; it has been in this world for thousands of years and has already absorbed the spiritual energy of the world around us... So anyone who is truly destined will feel its signal.”

Isla’s smile froze on her face; what kind of nonsense was this? Did they really believe in some kind of mythical legend? Wasn't everything just based on what Ramiro felt like doing?

Isla decided to perform herself well. "Mr. Cantrell,” she suggested brightly,"Why don't I play you something on the piano or flute? You can see how

to perform before Sylvia so that she could make an impression first; after all, the first impression

exactly musically inclined, they naturally gravitated towards Isla due to their

that Franklin would eventually marry her! But now

couldn't quite accept it and felt sorry and sad for Isla.

She matched Franklin perfectly.

beautiful, but her

group called "Secretly,

go because she couldn't bear

sake, she gave up her

was said that "Secretly, Greatly" served the country directly as a national level institution under the president's

heard that Isla would perform, several of her colleagues immediately brought out a piano from

so

sweet

"Isla! You're welcome!"

"Good luck!"

with her fingers resting on