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 title of

her delicate fingers on the harp strings, a strand of 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 off her," a male employee blurted out in

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 hadn't set

real talent for playing the

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

in her smugness, a melody as if descending from the

was "The Butterfly Lovers", the same piece she had performed moments

But-

different level. The sheer mastery of the performance created

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

power to draw people in, 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

moment, Eva's

had backfired spectacularly. She had been

could she have anticipated that Isabel would actually play the harp-and play it so

stole a glance at Kaleb. This time, he was utterly mesmerized

Sh*t!

seething

her harp performance earlier, she had successfully grabbed Kaleb's attention, but now Isabel's flawless performance had completely stolen the

the room, the lingering melody seemed to hang in the air, leaving

before Kaleb stirred,

frustration boiling over. In a

"It hurts... "

focus, and with a reluctant sigh, he pulled his gaze away from Isabel and turned to look at

"What's wrong with you?"

lips together,

"Maybe I'm just tired."

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

gave a

settle down. But after a few moments, his gaze inevitably drifted back to

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

is beautiful, Isabel thought

"I

a great deal of money

reflecting on this, Cindy's voice interrupted with a

How coincidental that this is the only

Another provocation?

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

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