After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 250 Radiant and Captivating the Crowd

Acting on her own could backfire, potentially drawing Kaleb's attention.

Eva quickly came up with a plan and leaned close to whisper something to Cindy.

"Didn't Isabel say once that she'd taken harp lessons too?"

Cindy, who had been suppressing her frustration, felt a spark of inspiration the moment she caught Eva's "offhand" comment.

"Isabel, I heard you know how to play the harp. Why not come down and perform something for us?"

Isabel can play the harp as well?

Kaleb hesitated for a couple of seconds before lifting his gaze to Isabel.

Why had she never brought this up before? When did she even learn to play? Was it possible that she'd picked it up during her time with the Zimmermans?

Even if that were true, her silence about it likely meant she only had a basic understanding-not enough to confidently perform in front of an audience.

Isabel's eyes drifted toward Eva and Cindy, a subtle smirk appearing on her face. She saw through their motives instantly.

It was clearly a setup designed to embarrass her.

At first, she had no interest in dealing with these two troublemakers. However, since they were so eager to provoke her, staying silent would feel like giving them too much credit.

"Fine. Since you're both so eager, I'll play," Isabel said, making her way down the stairs one step at a time.

Eva could hardly hide her delight, practically bursting with joy.

For so long, Isabel had overshadowed her at every turn, but now, the chance to watch her fail miserably was finally here!

How could she not feel thrilled?

Isabel approached the harp and took a seat, the crowd's attention fixed on her.

"Hah! All show, no substance!" Cindy scoffed, arms folded as she cast a disdainful glance in Isabel's direction.

To Cindy, this was nothing more than a performance. She couldn't imagine Isabel actually being skilled at playing the harp.

In her mind, Isabel was nothing but a worthless nobody—a fact that had fueled her disdain and made her a target of Cindy's bullying in the past.

deserve the title of

of dark hair falling gracefully over her shoulder. Sitting there in serene stillness, she resembled a living masterpiece, breathtakingly elegant. "Wow, Isabel

unspoken thoughts. No matter how poorly she might play, the way she sat there now was otherworldly-like a goddess stepping down to the mortal world, enchanting and utterly mesmerizing. Eva glanced over and noticed Kaleb watching Isabel intently, his gaze unwavering. Regret

herself, knowing full well that Isabel had no real talent for playing the harp. Any

Kaleb witnessed Isabel's awkward, amateurish performance. Surely, he would feel nothing but disappointment

in her smugness, a melody as if descending from

Lovers", the same piece she

But-

sheer mastery of the performance created

or not, was struck by Isabel's performance. Those with musical knowledge showed deep respect, while even those without could tell the difference between

that. Her performance enveloped the audience, stirring emotions of both joy and sorrow. By the end, even

that moment,

had backfired spectacularly. She had been eagerly waiting for Isabel to embarrass herself, but now, it was

Isabel would actually play the harp-and

was utterly mesmerized by Isabel, his gaze locked on her

Sh*t!

was seething with anger,

After her harp performance earlier, she had successfully

resonated through the room, the lingering melody seemed to hang

a few moments before Kaleb stirred, his steps slowly

was on the verge of tears, her frustration boiling over. In a desperate attempt

"It hurts... "

with a reluctant sigh, he pulled his gaze away from Isabel and

"What's wrong with you?"

together, her

"Maybe I'm just tired."

his concern evident. "Then let me help

gave a

a few

rush to leave; instead, she softly ran her fingers over the harp, her movements delicate

beautiful,

"I

invested a great deal of money to attend

reflecting on this, Cindy's voice interrupted with a

How coincidental that this is the only one you know how

Another provocation?

dismissive glance. Only those with no talent would bark out such remarks. There was no