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.

so useless could never deserve the

dark hair falling gracefully over her shoulder. Sitting there in serene stillness, she resembled a living masterpiece, breathtakingly elegant. "Wow, Isabel is just so stunning. I can't take my eyes

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 surged through her-she wished she

that Isabel had no real talent for playing the harp. Any

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

her smugness, a melody as if descending from the heavens reached her

Butterfly Lovers", the same

But-

different level. The sheer mastery

by Isabel's performance. Those with musical knowledge showed deep respect, while even those without could tell the difference between good

and Isabel's rendition of "The Butterfly Lovers" did just that. Her performance enveloped the audience, stirring emotions of both joy and sorrow. By the end, even the most sensitive of the girls were moved to tears. Who played better?

moment, Eva's face

Isabel up for failure, had backfired spectacularly. She had been eagerly

that Isabel would actually play

a glance at Kaleb. This time, he was utterly mesmerized by Isabel, his gaze locked

Sh*t!

was seething with anger,

herself for acting so impulsively. After her harp performance earlier, she had successfully grabbed Kaleb's

of the piece resonated through the room, the lingering melody seemed to hang

Kaleb stirred, his steps slowly making their

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

"It hurts... "

he pulled

"What's wrong with you?"

lips together, her expression

"Maybe I'm just tired."

glanced at Eva's stomach, his concern evident. "Then let me help you get some

gave a

Eva to the couch, helping her settle down. But after a

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

is beautiful,

"I

deal of money to

Isabel was reflecting on this, Cindy's voice

piece for years? How coincidental that

Another provocation?

Only those with no talent would bark out such remarks. There was no need for