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.

could never deserve the title

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 off

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 hadn't set this

knowing full well that Isabel had no real talent for playing the harp. Any claims about

long before Kaleb witnessed Isabel's awkward, amateurish performance. Surely, he would feel

her smugness, a melody as if descending

same piece she

But-

was on an entirely different level. The sheer mastery of the performance created an unbridgeable gap between

in the room, whether a music expert or not, was struck by Isabel's performance. Those with musical knowledge showed deep respect, while even those without could tell the difference between good

Isabel's rendition of "The Butterfly Lovers" did just that. Her performance enveloped the audience, stirring emotions of both joy and sorrow. By the

that moment, Eva's

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

could she have anticipated that Isabel would

time, he was utterly mesmerized by Isabel, his gaze locked on

Sh*t!

was seething

successfully grabbed Kaleb's

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

Kaleb stirred, his steps slowly making their

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

"It hurts... "

a reluctant sigh, he pulled his gaze

"What's wrong with you?"

her lips together, her expression

"Maybe I'm just tired."

his concern evident.

gave

to the couch, helping her settle down. But after a few moments, his gaze inevitably drifted back to Isabel, still seated by

didn't rush to leave; instead, she softly ran her fingers over the harp, her movements delicate

is beautiful, Isabel thought to

"I

a great deal of money

was reflecting on this, Cindy's voice interrupted with

you been practicing this piece for years? How coincidental that this is the only one you know how to

Another provocation?

bark out such remarks. There was no need for her to argue-she could shut Cindy