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

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,"

goddess stepping down to the mortal world, enchanting

talent for playing the harp. Any claims about her harp skills were

amateurish performance.

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

"The Butterfly Lovers", the same piece she

But-

sheer mastery of the performance created an unbridgeable gap

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 and bad

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 sensitive of the girls were moved to tears.

moment,

What had started as a casual remark, meant to set Isabel up for failure, had backfired spectacularly. She had been eagerly waiting for Isabel to embarrass

have anticipated that Isabel would actually play the harp-and

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

Sh*t!

seething

acting so impulsively. After her harp performance earlier, she had successfully

lingering

few moments before Kaleb stirred,

her frustration boiling over. In a desperate attempt to shift his attention, she suddenly

"It hurts... "

sigh, he pulled his gaze away from Isabel and

"What's wrong with you?"

together, her

"Maybe I'm just tired."

his concern evident.

Eva gave a small

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

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

is beautiful, Isabel thought to

"I

deal

as Isabel was reflecting on this, Cindy's voice interrupted with a sudden,

years? How coincidental that this is the only one you

Another provocation?

gave Cindy a brief, dismissive glance. Only those with no talent would bark out such remarks. There was no